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April's Story Ch. 01

By: Goodhusband



Note: This is the first episode in a series entitled "April's Story". This story is the fourth part of a four part series. The first three parts: "Brenda and Bobby", "Sandra and Stevie" and "Roxanne and Willie" have already been posted on this site. 

"April's Story" can be read and enjoyed on its own, but you will know more about the characters if you go back and read the other three stories first.

The story will be presented as a serial. I plan to post one to three episodes per week until it is completed

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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Prologue

I'm Dr. Richard Norman. Everyone calls me Ricky. I'm not a medical doctor, I'm an English professor. I teach English Literature and Composition at Maple Hills Community College. Just over a year ago I met and married Julie Gordon. Julie was one of my students. Julie introduced me to her close friends, Sandra Monroe and Stevie Wagner. 

Of course if you have been following these stories you already know all that.

You also know that Julie and I live in a group, we call it a family. Our family is made up of six couples. The family owns two houses that are adjacent to each other. Three couples live in each house. Julie and I live with Sandra and Stevie and Roxanne Mitchell and Willie Oliver. The other house is occupied by Brenda Adams and Bobby Franklin, Madeline Conrad and Jamal Wright and April Hansen and Mark Peters.

All of the women in the group are hot wives. They openly date other men. All of the husbands but one are submissive cuckolds. Our wives love us very much, but they tease us, humiliate us, torment us, and make us live as their slaves. They do it because it excites them, they're all just a little sadistic. But that's not the only reason they do it. They also do it because they know we love every minute of it. We're masochists and we're proud of it. The five of us think of ourselves as the as the luckiest men in the world.

Jamal Wright, who is engaged to Maddie Conrad is the one male in the household who is not a submissive cuckold. Jamal is more like a hot husband. He and Maddie both openly play around. We five cuckolds are not allowed that freedom. We're expected to remain unceasingly faithful to our philandering wives.

Since Jamal is not a submissive cuckold, he is also not a slave. The five of us are expected to do all of the household chores. Jamal and our wives rarely do any housework.

All of us either have careers or go to school. We don't really have to, the family shares a multi million dollar fortune that was made in the stock market. We work at our jobs or go to school because we believe it's healthy. We also think its a good way for our wives to meet men.

The newest members of our family are Roxanne and Willie. When your wife openly sleeps with other men, problems sometimes crop up in your marriage. That just happened to Roxanne and Willie.

They were separated for four days. Yesterday all of us helped to get them back together again.

Last night we all met in the parlor at Brenda, Maddie and April's house. Their parlor doubles as the family meeting room. Willie, whose cuckold name is Peewee, wanted to tell us about a traumatic event from high school. That event still haunts him today.

After PW (that's short for Peewee) told his story, everyone started to tell stories from their own past. It turned into a wonderful evening. We all learned a lot about each other and became closer as friends and family members. 

At the end of the evening the only one who hadn't told a story was April Hansen. April is a beautiful blond who's married to Mark Peters. When April started telling her story she broke down in tears. We told her that she didn't have to tell a story, but she insisted. She felt it was important for us to hear it.

Since she was so upset, we decided that it would be better for her to wait until this evening to tell her story.

Stevie Wagner, who is a wonderful cook just made us a delicious steak dinner. After dinner, we cuckolds cleaned up the kitchen while Jamal and our wives drank sherry and relaxed in the living room.

Once the chores were done, all of us moved into the parlor. The parlor is a classic old room. PW thinks it looks like something out of an Agatha Christie Mystery.

As I looked around, I had to agree with him. It is a magnificent room. The woodwork is all dark mahogany, the floor is covered by a large oriental rug and the windows are draped with plush red velvet curtains. At one end of the room a small fire is burning in a large mahogany paneled fire place. There are six dark brown leather love seats arranged in a semicircle in front of the fireplace. 

Each couple has their own love seat. 

On some evenings we have what we call date night. On date nights our wives invite other men for dinner. Our wives and their dates sit at the dining room table and talk and flirt with each other while we cuckolds serve them a five course dinner.

After dinner our wives and their men retire to this room. Here they sit on these love seats and kiss and fondle each other while we bring them after dinner drinks. Once they've had a chance to relax and digest their dinner, our wives and their men retire to private rooms. There they spend the rest of the evening enjoying the pleasures usually reserved for a husband and wife.

Tonight the parlor was being used for its other purpose, a family meeting. Tonight we occupied the love seats with our wives. Tonight our wives were cuddled up to us rather than to other men.

Once we were all seated Brenda looked at April. "Honey do you feel up to doing this tonight?"

April nodded and grabbed her husband Mark's hand. She continued to hold onto his hand as she started her story.

"April's Story"

All through high school I was the perfect teenage daughter. You know what I mean. I played volleyball, basketball and softball. I studied the piano, maintained an A average in school, obeyed my parents, followed their curfews, went to church every Sunday and most important of all I was a virgin. 

In high school I always had a boyfriend. That was important. You needed someone to take you to the dances and parties. 

Those poor guys, I feel sorry for them now. I was an ice queen. If I dated a guy for a month and he took me to a big dance, I might let him get my bra off and fondle my breasts; but that was it. I think I was the cause of a lot of cases of blue balls when I was in high school. 

In college, I picked up right where I left off in high school. The first thing I did was find a boyfriend. 

I went to Kelroy. It was an expensive private college. There were lots of rich kids there. I wasn't one of them. My father was a teacher. He was a wonderful man and we always had food on the table, but we weren't wealthy. I was able to go to Kelroy because they gave me a full academic scholarship. 

When I started as a freshman I was a little overwhelmed by the rich fraternity boys. My first boyfriend, Brad Stewart was one of those guys. He was a sophomore. He was very cute. He was a fraternity stud. He drove a Porsche. All the girls in the dorm envied me because I was dating him. 

There were a lot of rich fraternity guys like Brad at Kelroy. I later discovered that most of them were stuck up assholes. 

I turned 19 in October. Brad took me out for pizza for my birthday dinner. It wasn't fancy. I didn't care. We were young, pizza was a big favorite for both of us. 

As soon as we were done eating we went back to Brad's fraternity house. His roommate was at home for the weekend. We had the room to ourselves. 

Brad and I had been making out since we started dating, but that was all we were doing. He was pressuring me hard to go further. I don't respond well to people who put pressure on me to do anything. I never have. I'm pretty independent. If it had just been Brad trying to talk me out of my panties, I'd probably still be a virgin today. 

It was the girls in my dormitory that got me thinking about going all the way. In my dorm I heard all kinds of stories about the wonders and excitement of sex. Every night girls came back from dates talking about sucking cocks and getting laid. I was starting to feel funny about still being a virgin. It seemed like I was the only one in the school. The afternoon of my birthday, I made the decision that I was going to change all that. That night I was going to lose my virginity. 

Brad had a bottle of vodka and some orange juice in his room. We sat on his bed and drank screwdrivers. I'd never done much drinking. The screw drivers went down very easy. 

It wasn't long before I had a nice warm feeling from the alcohol. I wasn't drunk, but I was very relaxed. When Brad kissed me I opened my mouth and welcomed his tongue. A tingle of excitement rippled through me when he put his hand on my breast. In the past alarms always went off in my head when a guy did that. I was afraid to let go. I was scared that things might get out of hand. But not tonight, tonight I wanted things to get out of hand. Tonight I wanted to go all the way. 

I gently removed Brad's hand from my breast. He started to protest. He thought I was stopping him. I wasn't. Instead I stood up and stared into his eyes while I slowly pulled my top over my head. His protest quickly turned to an expression of dumbfounded amazement. 

I wasn't wearing a bra. Brad's eyes focused on my bare breasts. All of you have seen me naked. You know I'm not exactly buxom. It wasn't like he was looking at a set of double D's. I'm a B. Still, this was the first time that Brad saw my breasts. This was the first time that any guy saw my breasts. 

Brad was speechless. I found myself enjoying this. I grinned at him, unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. My entire body tingled as I stood in front of him wearing nothing but my underpants. 

He was now completely flustered. It was obvious that he didn't know what to do. I smiled. This was the first time I understood the power a woman's naked body has over a man. 

I'd already made the decision that I was going to let Brad fuck me that night. I didn't need flowers and candy and I wasn't looking for a seduction. I wanted action. I may have been a virgin, but I wasn't a dainty little flower. I was an all state guard on my high school basketball team. I was a strong young woman. When I decided I wanted to do something, I did it.

I looked into Brad's eyes, lasciviously licked my lips and wiggled my hips while I slowly slid my panties down to my ankles and kicked them off.

Brad took a deep breathe when he saw my naked cunt. My mother was Swedish, my father was Danish. I'm a natural blond. Before I started shaving my pubic hair it was thin and wispy. He could easily see my pussy lips.

As I stood naked in front of this boy, I realized that I wasn't shy or ashamed. In fact I was excited. I loved letting him see my body. That was the moment I realized that I was an exhibitionist. 

Brad stood up, took me in his arms and kissed me. At the same time he placed his hand on my left breast and started rolling my nipple between his fingertips.

I'd spent much of the day fantasizing about this moment and now it was here. I knew what I wanted. I had an agenda. The first part of my agenda was very simple. I wanted to feel a cock, see a cock, touch a bare cock and most of all I wanted to try sucking a cock. 

I placed my right hand on Brad's crotch and felt his erect penis. It was trapped along the left leg of his snug fitting jeans. I could hear him gasp and hold his breath when I traced the outline with my fingers. 

I dropped to my knees and unbuckled Brad's belt. He just smiled at me. It was a big stupid puppy dog grin. I think he was so excited about what was happening that he was incapable of any other reaction. 

I opened Brad's jeans and lowered them to his his ankles. His boxer shorts went down at the same time. His penis sprang to attention as soon as it was freed from its denim prison. I held it in my hands and took a moment to study it. Brad didn't care. He just kicked off his jeans, sat down on the edge of the bed, lay back and closed his eyes. I think he would have been happy to let me play with his cock for as long as I wanted. 

Cocks are really quite amazing things. They're kind of like collapsible tools. When they aren't needed, they get soft and little so they can be easily stored. When they are needed they quickly morph into big menacing serpents that stand straight up and arrogantly challenge you to combat. 

As I inspected Brad's cock I decided it really wasn't all that scary. In fact it reminded me of a bald headed soldier standing at attention. I giggled to myself as I kissed its cute little mouth. After that I couldn't resist temptation any longer and started licking my soldier's belly. 

Brad sighed when he felt my tongue dancing along the underside of his erect penis. It was immediately obvious that he enjoyed this. I smiled to myself. I'd just completed lesson number one in learning how to give a blow job. The underside of a guy's cock is very sensitive. 

I closed my eyes and took a moment to enjoy the thrill of licking Brad's erection. When I got to the spot right under the head I did a little swirl with my tongue. Brad gasped. I smiled. Lesson number two, the spot right under the head of a penis is even more sensitive. 

While I played with Brad's cock I started to build my courage. The girls in the dorm all talked about sucking cocks. I wanted to try it, but to do that I had to put this thing in my mouth. I was a little worried that I might gag. I took a deep breath and parted my lips. 

I know there are many girls that don't like to give blow jobs. If they do it at all, they do it as a duty. As soon as I put Brad's penis in my mouth I realized that I wasn't one of those girls. It felt wonderful. I wrapped one hand around the shaft of his cock and massaged his balls with my other hand while I sucked on that marvelous head. I didn't have to think about any of this, it just came naturally. 

For the next few minutes I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sweet sensation of sucking Brad's cock. It reminded me of making out with a guy only this was a much more intimate act. 

I could have spent the entire evening giving Brad a blow job, but that wasn't the plan. I still had my agenda and the primary item on that agenda was losing my virginity. I wasn't going to get that done by sucking his cock. 

I got up on the bed and lay down next to Brad. He climbed on top of me and pressed his lips against mine. For a moment we kissed passionately and then Brad reached down and spread my legs apart. 

He got on his knees and pushed the head of his cock against the lips of my cunt. At the same time he said, "April relax, you're going to enjoy this." 

I took a deep breath and said, "Brad go slow, I'm a virgin." 

I closed my eyes and braced myself for the pain. I'd heard lots of stories about how much it hurt the first time you did it. After a moment I felt Brad enter me and stop. My hymen must have been blocking him. 

"Push hard Brad. Just do it. I really want you to. Don't worry, I'll be okay." 

He pushed a little bit harder and suddenly his cock popped into me. There might have been a moment of pain, but it wasn't very intense. I'd played a lot of sports in my life. I was always a reckless athlete and I constantly got hurt. I'd endured pain that was far worse than the minor discomfort that I just felt. 

And the pleasure that followed the pain was magnificent. Fucking was wonderful. I closed my eyes and grinned as I enjoyed the divine sensation of Brads cock sliding in and out of sopping wet cunt.

I closed my eyes and let Brad fuck me for several minutes. Again, I could have gone on all night; but not on this night. I still had one more item on my agenda. I wanted to taste semen. 

I looked up at my boyfriend. All of his attention was focused on pumping his cock in and out of my cunt.

He saw me looking at him and smiled at me. 

I smiled back and said, "Brad, I want to make you cum by sucking you." 

This was a very popular suggestion. Brad immediately pulled his cock out of my cunt and lay down on his back. 

I sat up and put his cock back in my mouth. I jacked him off while I sucked him. I worked quickly, my goal was to make him cum. Brad was a healthy 20 year old guy and he was highly aroused. It took less than a minute before he started to ejaculate.

I would later learn to recognize the signs of a building orgasm, but on that night I was a novice. The first spurt of semen took me completely by surprise. I gagged as it hit the back of my throat. 

It wouldn't be long before I learned to love the taste of a man's cum, but it is definitely an acquired taste and this was my first experience. As Brad ejaculated into my mouth it took every bit of self control I had to keep from gagging again. The taste and consistency of semen was something I was going to have to get used to. 

The volume of semen that he produced was another issue. I had a mouthful of cum and I wasn't sure what to do with it. I'm now proud to say that I opted for the solution that every good hot wife should take. I swallowed it. 

I snuggled up next to Brad. I definitely wasn't done. I was of hoping for an encore performance. As I lay next to him I was disappointed when I realized that he was asleep. 

I enjoyed fucking Brad and would have loved fucking him again, but I had no interest in sleeping with him. I quickly put my clothes on and slipped out of his fraternity house. 

I ran straight back to my dorm. I was excited. I wasn't the only virgin at Kelroy anymore. I just got done sucking a guys cock and letting him fuck me. I had stories to tell tonight and I was excited about telling them. 

I opened the door to my room. Mandy, my roommate was lying on her bed reading a mystery novel. As I walked in she put her book down and said, "You're home early. Did you have a nice birthday date with Brad?" 

I tried being nonchalant. "Oh it was okay." 

"Did you go back to his room?" 

"Oh yes, I certainly did." 

"So tell me, did anything happen?" 

I had my back to her. As calmly as I could I said, "Not much." And then I spun around and blurted out, "I just sucked his cock and let him fuck me." 

Mandy jumped up and screamed "Shut up! You didn't." 

I giggled and said "Yes I did." 

Mandy grabbed me and pulled me over to her bed. "Sit down. Tell me everything that happened. I want to hear every little detail." 

As we were sitting down three more girls opened the door and came in. One of them asked, "Whats all the screaming about?" 

"April just lost her virginity." 

The three new girls screamed and jumped on the bed. "We want to hear everything." 

By the time I was halfway through my story there were eleven girls in the room. Someone produced a bottle of cheap wine. We all stayed up until 3:00 am drinking wine and talking about sex. 

I was happy that I finally had something to add to the conversation.

April's Story Ch. 02



Note: This story is the second episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the first episode of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



On Tuesday evening I went to the gym. For the past week the campus had been plastered with signs advertising the annual 3 on 3 basketball tournament. 

I have already told you that I played three sports in high school. Basketball was by far my favorite. It was the sport where I excelled. 

I almost didn't play as a senior. Just before the season started my high school coach took me aside and said, "April the next four months are going to be the most important four months of your life. The entire school is relying on you to lead us to a state championship. Anything short of that will be a failure on your part." 

What sort of asshole puts that kind of pressure on an 18 year old kid. 

I went home. When my dad got home I started to cry. He took me into the den. As soon as we sat down he asked, "Whats the matter baby?" 

I told him what the coach had said to me. When I was done I looked at my dad and said, "Daddy I don't want to play anymore. I play basketball for fun. Now it's going to be a lot of stress. The pressure of maintaining my grades is hard enough. I don't want any more pressure in my life." 

My dad smiled at me. "April no one can put pressure on you but yourself. When you were younger, becoming a good basketball player was one of your goals. You're now a very good player. You've worked hard to get where you are. You have the right to enjoy the fruits of your labor. Play for your school team. Do the best that you can. That's all that anyone has the right to ask of you." He patted my knee. "If you work hard and do your best, I'll be very proud of you no matter what else happens." 

I hugged my dad. He always new exactly what to say to me. 

I played for the team. I was the point guard. We had a storybook season. We won our conference championship and went to the state tournament. 

We were 24 and 0 when we got to the finals of the tournament. Bradley High School, the team we faced in the championship game was also undefeated. 

Everyone was excited about this game. Our two teams had been ranked first and second in the polls all season long. The game lived up to its billing. At the end of regulation play, the game was tied at 64. I'd already scored 31 points. 

We went into overtime. With six seconds to play in the first overtime we were down by 3 points. Our center had the ball. I was open on the perimeter. She saw me and passed the ball. I put up a 3 point shot as the buzzer sounded. It went through the net. We tied the score. 

The second overtime was a titanic struggle. All of us were exhausted, but the game continued at a frantic pace. We were playing for the state championship. 

With 8 seconds remaining we were down by two points. I had the ball at mid court. I made a quick move to my right, cut back to my left and tried to penetrate to the free throw line. I was hoping to draw the defense to me so that I could dump the ball to our center for an easy layup. 

When I got to the free throw line I went up to fake a jump shot, but the Bradley center had stayed at home. Julie, our center was covered. My only choice was to shoot. There were two Bradley defenders guarding me. Both of them landed on me as I released the ball. The entire arena went silent as they watched my shot bounce harmlessly off of the rim. 

The crowd started to roar. You could barely hear the official when he blew his whistle. I was fouled in the act of shooting. I had two free throws. Time had expired. This was our only chance. If I made both of the free throws the game would go into a third overtime. If I missed either of them the game would be over and Bradley would win the state championship. 

I stepped up to the free throw line. There were 9,000 people in the arena. The game was on statewide television. Everyones eyes were focused on me. I was exhausted. I tried to concentrate. The referee handed me the ball. I bounced it one time and put up my shot. I had too much adrenalin going though me, the shot was just a little bit too hard. Fortunately it was on line. The ball hit the backboard and bounced into the basket. It wasn't pretty, but it counted. One down one to go. 

The arena was silent as the referee handed me the ball for my second shot. I was worried about my adrenalin getting the best of me so I decided to take just a little bit off of the shot. I took one bounce and released the ball. I knew right away that I had taken too much off of the shot. I watched helplessly as the ball clanged harmlessly off of the front of the rim. 

Pandemonium erupted on the floor. The Bradly girls started cheering and hugging each other. They were the state champions. 

I stood silently and alone on the free throw line. Finally Julie, our center walked over and took my hand. "Come on April, let's go to the locker room." 

When we got into the locker room everyone was crying. My coach walked up to me. "April I'm ashamed of you. You let your team down tonight. I always thought you were a winner, but I was wrong. You're a loser. You disgust me." 

I was too tired to say anything. I took a fast shower and got dressed. My dad was waiting for me outside the locker room. When I saw him I put my arms around him and started to cry. 

He hugged me and said, "Sweetheart you were wonderful tonight. You played your heart out. Everyone is calling this game the greatest girls basketball game ever played in this state." 

When I got home that night I vowed that I would never again play organized basketball.

I walked into the gymnasium and looked around. There must have been a hundred guys in there. Most of them seemed to be fraternity members. It appeared that they were signing up for the tournament as teams representing their frat houses. 

I was the only girl in the gym. I walked over and sat down on the bleachers. I was afraid I was about to find out that there wasn't going to be any place for me in this tournament. As I sat down I noticed two guys sitting about twenty feet down the bleachers. 

Suddenly I heard a voice at the top of the bleachers behind me. "Hey Danny, there's your third player. She's sitting on the bleachers in front of me." 

I turned. It was Jamal Wright.

Maddie interrupted. "You mean my Jamal?" 

April smiled at her. "Yes, it was your Jamal. This was when I met him. Everyone knew Jamal. He was a legend at Kelroy. He was talented enough as a basketball player to have gone to a division one school. For some reason he chose to go to Kelroy. He was a star in our conference." 

Everyone looked at Jamal. He shrugged. "Yes, I had offers from some pretty big schools." He paused. "But I'm only 6'5" tall. At that size, I wasn't quick enough to play in the NBA. I figured that out when I was going to the tryout camps. There was a crowd of 6'5" guys around that were a whole lot quicker than I was." He shook his head. "I had excellent grades in high school. I decided that I was better off to go somewhere where I could get a good education. Unlike April, I had a very supportive high school coach. I wasn't soured on organized basketball when I got to college. I can tell you about this later. Right now I want to hear the rest of April's story." 

Jamal nodded towards April. She smiled at him and continued.

The guy named Danny looked at Jamal and said, "You mean the chick in the front row?" 

Jamal laughed. "If you don't want her to walk out of the gym right now, you might think about being a little more respectful." 

Danny got up and walked over to me. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude." 

I smiled at him. "That's okay, I've been called much worse things." 

Jamal laughed behind us. "You don't know who she is do you Danny?" 

Danny looked up at Jamal. "Okay wise ass, who is she?" 

Jamal laughed some more. "April Hansen, meet Danny Gerard." 

Danny shook my hand. "I'm pleased to meet you April." And then he turned to Jamal. "You're not telling me something." 

Jamal sighed. "Danny I thought you were a basketball fan." He paused. "Try to remember last years girl's state championship game between West High and Bradley" 

Danny turned and looked at me. Suddenly his facial expression changed. "You're April Hansen!" He looked up at Jamal. "Whats she doing here? Why isn't she playing for the Kelroy Women's team?" 

Jamal laughed. "The same reason you and Ponce aren't playing for the men's team. She's tired of organized basketball. You might try to remember how that game ended." 

Danny thought for a moment and then he nodded. "Oh yes I remember, the free throw at the end." He looked at me. "No one should be upset with you about that. You played the game of your life." He looked up at Jamal. "Didn't she make an impossible three pointer to tie the game up at the end of the first overtime?" 

Jamal nodded. "She sure did. She ended up scoring 46 points in that game. It was two points short of the state championship game single player scoring record for both men and women." 

Danny turned to me. "April, Ponce and I need at third player for this tournament. Would you join us?" 

I stood up. "Danny I would love to." 

Danny smiled. "Great, come with me. I'll introduce you to our third player. He's kind of shy." 

We walked down the bleachers to the guy Danny had been sitting with. He stood up as we approached him. He was a big guy. He must have been at least 6'7" tall and 250 pounds. He had short blond hair and a sweet timid expression that reminded me of a cocker spaniel. I was already in love with both of these guys. 

Danny grabbed him and pulled him closer to us. "April Hansen I'd like you to meet Marion Poncely the third. Everyone calls him Ponce." 

I extended my hand. "Ponce I'm pleased to meet you." 

Ponce took my hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you to April." 

Danny grabbed both of us. "Come on, let's go get registered for the tournament." 

Our first game was Thursday. When I got to the gym Danny and Ponce were already there. We were supposed to play one of the fraternity teams. It was Alpha Budda Thudda or something like that. I could never keep them straight. 

The tournament had a nice format. It was three players against three players. You were allowed two reserves. We didn't have any. The Kelroy gym divided into two smaller basketball courts. The games were played on those smaller courts. The varsity players from the women's and men's teams were hired as referees. The tournament was ten weeks long. It was the prelude to the regular intramural season. 

As we walked out on the floor, one of the fraternity players looked at us and said, "Hey guys look at this. We're playing two hayseeds and their slut." 

The other fraternity guys all laughed. 

Ponce stepped into the mid court circle for the center jump. He was at least two inches taller than the frat center. One of the other frat players yelled, "Don't worry Tommy, I doubt the big ox can even get off his feet." 

The referee tossed the ball up. Ponce casually jumped up and tipped the ball to me. 

I brought the ball up the floor. As I reached the top of the key Danny stepped out and set a pick for me. Ponce instantly recognized what we were doing and cleared to the other side of the lane. 

I made a quick penetration to my left and cut back to my right. I ran my defender right into Danny's pick. When Danny's man jumped out to cover me Danny rolled to the basket. I flipped him the ball and he placed a perfect layup against the backboard and into the hoop. 

We were up two to nothing. 

As the frat boys were taking the ball out, one of them said to Danny, "Whats the matter rube, aren't you man enough to dunk the ball?' 

They brought the ball up the floor. One of them took a quick jump shot and missed. Ponce grabbed the rebound and flipped it out to me. As I was bringing the ball up the court, Ponce ran by me and said, "Penetrate to the top of the key. Watch for me breaking to the basket. Put the ball up by the rim." 

As soon as I crossed the time line I made a quick move to my right and cut back to my left. As I drove hard to the center of the key I saw Ponce out of the corner of my eye. He was making his break. I tossed the ball to the right side of the basket just above the rim. Ponce came out of nowhere. He grabbed the ball out of the air and slammed it into the basket. It was a thundering power dunk. 

When the frat boys were inbounding the ball he called out to them. "My buddy doesn't have to dunk. I handle those chores for this team." 

While I was getting back on defense I thought to myself that I was going to love playing basketball with these guys. 

In these games the format was first team to score 30 points wins. The frat boys did finally make a basket. When the game ended the score was 30 t0 2 

As we were walking off the floor Danny walked by the the frat players. When he passed them he said, "Not bad for two hayseeds and a slut." 

One of the frat boys stood up to go after Danny. Ponce stepped in front of him and said, "Don't even think about it rich boy." 

Ponce, Danny and I walked back towards the locker rooms. As we passed by the locker room doors I noticed a soft drink machine. 

"Hey can I buy my two new teammates a soda?" 

Ponce looked at me. "I can't tonight April. I have to go to work. How about a rain check for next week?" 

I smiled at him. "You got it Ponce." 

He nodded and turned to leave. 

As he was walking towards the door I called to him. "Hey Ponce." 

He stopped and looked at me. 

I grinned at him. "I loved playing basketball with you tonight. Thank you for letting me be on your team." 

He blushed and said, "I enjoyed playing with you to April. I'm looking forward to next week." He walked out the door. 

As soon as Ponce was gone Danny turned to me and said, "I don't have to go to work. I'd love a soda." 

We went to the machine. I pulled several one dollar bills out of my pocket. We bought two Dr. Peppers. 

Danny grabbed the sodas out of the machine and said, "April, follow me." 

We went down the hall and turned a corner. He opened a door and said, "Come on, we can sit down in here." 

I followed him. The room was dark. Danny found the light switch and turned it on. We were in the weight room. 

He walked over and patted the weight bench. "We can sit here April." 

We sat together, drank our soda's and talked quietly. I liked Danny. He was just like me, a middle class kid from the city trying to get by with very little money at a very expensive school." 

We talked for a long time. As we talked I thought about the sex that I had with Brad. It was good, but I knew that it should have been better. I didn't really like Brad. I began to wonder what it would be like to have sex with a guy that I actually did like. 

I started to run my fingers along Danny's thigh. He looked at me. I smiled at him. 

Danny tilted his head and asked, "Aren't you dating one of those frat guys?" 

I shrugged. "I was, but I've kind of lost interest in him. I'm not sure I want a steady boyfriend anymore. I think I'd just like to play around for awhile." 

Danny laughed. "Well April Hansen you're a a beautiful young woman and I'd love to play around with you." 

Danny set his soda down, leaned over an kissed me. As he kissed me he slipped his hand under my tee shirt and started to play with my nipple. 

Danny and I quickly undressed each other. Once we were naked I got down on my knees and grabbed his cock. 

Danny laughed. "April you don't waste much time." 

I giggled. "I don't see any reason to waste time." I looked up at him. "Would you rather I didn't do this?" 

Danny laughed some more. "No I'm very happy with how things are going. Please feel free to continue." 

As I started to lick and then suck Danny's cock, I tried to remember everything I learned when I was with Brad. From the look on his face it was apparent that the things that worked with Brad also worked with Danny.

After sucking him for several minutes I took his erection out of my mouth and smiled at my new lover. "Danny I want you to fuck me" 

Danny picked up his pants and found his wallet. He pulled out a condom and unwrapped it. 

As I watched Danny roll the condom onto his erect penis I said, "Brad told me that most guys won't wear condoms." 

Danny shook his head. "Brad's an asshole." He paused and looked at me. "April condoms cut down on a guys feeling just a little bit, but they protect you. I'm more than happy to wear one when we fool around." 

I looked at Danny. He was a nice guy. Now I wanted him to fuck me more than ever. 

I found a mat and lay down on my back. A thrill rippled through me when Danny climbed on top of me and gently pressed his cock against the lips of my cunt. I giggled as I felt him enter me. I was beginning to realize that I loved sex even more than I loved basketball. 

Once Danny was inside me he paused for a moment and then he started to push his cock in and out of my cunt. Danny was a much better lover than Brad. He actually tried to give me pleasure. Brad just pumped his cock in and out of me as fast as he could. Danny actually tried to slow his motion down and then speed up again. 

As Danny fucked me I started to get more and more excited. I wrapped my legs around his hips and started making thrusts of my own.

We fell into a savage rhythm. Danny countered my each of my thrusts with increasingly powerful strokes. He was being forceful, almost rough. I wanted to scream out. I wanted Danny to use me. I was starting to understand the real meaning of the word slut. I was beginning to think that maybe I wanted to become a slut.

Suddenly I felt my muscles begin to tighten. It was like the tension that comes before a game only a hundred times more intense. Just as this tension was becoming almost unbearable, the most magnificent thing happened. A burst of pure pleasure exploded inside of me. I screamed. I couldn't stop myself. Another burst of pleasure followed the first one. The pleasure was so intense that I started to giggle. For a moment I was completely overwhelmed and then this wonderful storm that was raging inside my body started to subside. 

Danny had stopped fucking me when my orgasm started. I think he got a little nervous about what was happening. As soon as he felt my muscles relax he asked, "April, are you okay?"

I grinned at him. "Danny I'm wonderful. I think I just had an orgasm."

Danny nodded. "Yeah, I think you did to."

"Danny pull out of me and take your condom off. I want to make you cum by sucking you."

I watched Danny roll the condom off of his cock. When he was done I sat up and put his bare erection in my mouth."

Danny was a healthy young man just like Brad. Once I started to suck and stroke his cock it was a matter of seconds before he had his orgasm. 

I was ready for it this time. When I felt the pressure building in Danny's penis I aimed it at my chest. The spurts of cum shot all over my tits. As he was ejaculating, Danny grabbed his cock and showed me how to milk every drop of semen out of it. 

When he was done ejaculating Danny put his arms around me and held me while we lay together on the mat. That little moment of tenderness was the perfect ending to our sex.

After a few minutes we both sat up. I looked down at my breasts. They were covered with streaks of drying semen. I scooped up a few drops and stared into Danny's eyes while I licked my fingers clean. He smiled at me. I scooped up some more and offered it to him. He shook his head. 




April's Story Ch. 02



While I licked his cum off of my fingers Danny looked around for his pants. When he found them he took out his handkerchief and gently wiped my breasts clean. As soon as he was done he took me in his arms and gave me a long slow kiss. Danny was a gentleman and a lover. 

After a moment we reluctantly broke off our kiss and gathered our clothes together. Just as we  finished getting dressed the weight room door opened and a student walked in. 

"Well, well, well what do we have here? It looks like April Hansen is having a little fun on the side. I'll bet Brad Stewart's going to be pretty mad when he hears about this." 

I recognized the student. It was Lyle Cummings. Lyle was one of Brad's fraternity brothers. I looked at him. "Lyle I really don't care what Brad thinks, so you can tell him anything you want." 

Danny looked at Lyle. "Lyle, that's your name right?" 

He nodded. "Damn right it is." 

"Well Lyle I'm going to count to one and if you're still in this room when I'm done counting I'm going to beat the shit out of you." 

Lyle stared at Danny. 

Danny said, "One." 

Lyle turned and ran out of the room. 

I smiled at Danny. "I think I just broke up with my boyfriend." 

Danny looked at me. "Are you upset about it?" 

I shook my head.. "Not at all, Brad was an asshole." I leaned over and kissed Danny on the cheek. "And you're a much better lover than he is." 

As we were walking out of the room I stopped. "There is one thing that's kind of odd." 

"Whats that April?" 

"This is the first time in years that I haven't had a boyfriend." I turned to Danny. "Would you and Ponce be willing to act as my boyfriends?" 

Danny laughed and then he bowed. "April Hansen we would be honored." He paused for a moment. "One thing though." 

"Whats that?" 

"I'm pretty sure that Ponce is still a virgin." 

I laughed. "Don't worry, I'll take care of that problem the next time we get together." 

Danny smiled. "I think Ponce is going to be very happy when he hears that." 



April's Story Ch. 03



Note: This story is the third episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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On Friday morning I had Freshman English at 8:00 and Biology at 9:00. At 10:15 I went to the campus grill. The girls in the dorm told me that Danny and Ponce spent most of the morning in there drinking coffee and talking with friends. Apparently they weren't very concerned about going to class.

By the way, if you think my little story about Brad caused a stir in my dorm, you should have been around last night. It turns out that Danny Gerard is the bad boy heart throb of every girl at Kelroy. 

I was a very conscientious student. I spent very little time in the campus grill. When I walked in I was amazed by the number of people in there. I stood in the door and searched the crowd for my two new friends. It took a moment but I finally spotted them. They were seated at a table in the far corner of the room with Jamal and a guy I didn't know. 

I walked up to them. "Good morning, can anyone join this group?"

Jamal shook his head and said, "No." And then he smiled at me. "But April you're always welcome to join us."

Danny and Ponce stood up. Danny said "Hi April, I was kind of hoping that you might find your way into the grill this morning. Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

"I would love some Danny."

Danny went to get me some coffee. Ponce found another chair and put it in between Danny's chair and his chair.

As I sat down I smiled at Ponce and said, "How was work last night?"

He laughed. "How good can washing and waxing the hallway floors at the Exeter Building be?"

I laughed and touched his thigh. "I understand."

He looked at me. "I heard that you and Danny had a pretty good time after I left." 

I could see that Ponce's feelings were hurt because Danny and I had fooled around last night. I leaned over put my hand on Ponce's thigh and kissed his cheek. As I kissed him I whispered, "I like you just as much as I like Danny. You and I can play around to if you'd like that."

Ponce stared at me. After a moment he said, "Really?"

I nodded, "Really."

Jamal coughed to get our attention. "You know we can still hear you when you whisper."

Ponce and I both turned beet red. Just then Danny returned with my coffee. As he set it down he looked at everyone and asked, "Whats going on?"

Jamal laughed. "Your new teammate just promised to boink your old teammate."

Danny looked at us and laughed. "I'm glad to hear that, but the two of you might have been a little more discreet about where you held that discussion."

The guy sitting next to Jamal said, "Your performance last night has caused quite a stir on the campus this morning."

I looked at him. "Has everyone heard about it?"

He shook his head. "No I don't mean that performance, although everyone has heard about it and it's also creating quite a stir."

Danny quietly said, "That damn Lyle Cummings. I am going to kill him the next time I see him."

I patted Danny's knee. "It's okay, we'll survive this."

The guy next to Jamal continued. "No your performance on the basketball floor is what everyone is really talking about." He stopped and stood. "Please excuse me." He extended his hand. "My name is Charles Darby." He laughed. "My friends here are a bunch of rubes. They don't know how to do a proper introduction."

I took his hand. "It's nice to meet you Charles. I'm April."

Charles sat down again. He was a very handsome young black man. When he was seated he laughed and said, "April after last night you'd better get used to the idea that everyone now knows who you are."

Jamal nodded his head. "Charles is right. People are pretty amazed by what you did. That was a very good fraternity team that you beat last night. Lots of people thought they might win the tournament. You guys beat them 30 to 2." He paused and looked at us. "The fraternity guys are talking about going to the Dean and demanding that April is banned from the tournament."

I looked at Jamal. "Why?"

He shrugged. "April its bad enough that you guys slaughtered them last night, but they also got beat by a girl. They're going to contend that it's a men's basketball tournament. Women shouldn't be allowed to play. I doubt they'll be successful, but If you want to keep playing you'd better make an effort to keep the scores a little closer."

I stared at all the guys. "They were rude to us before the game. They called us two hayseeds and a slut. They deserved to get slaughtered."

Jamal nodded. "You're right, they're assholes." He paused. "But April, they're rich assholes. They have a lot of influence with the administration of this school." He looked at his watch and stood up. "I have a class." 

Jamal was about to turn and leave when all of us heard a commotion at the door."

"Where is she! Where is the fucking bitch!"

I turned. It was Brad Stewart and six of his fraternity brothers. I was horrified when I realized he was talking about me.

Jamal smiled and sat back down. "I think I'll stick around for a little while. You guys might need a little backup." 

As soon as Brad saw me he walked straight over to the table.

"Is it true? Did you fuck Danny Gerard in the gym last night?"

I looked up at Brad and smiled. "No Brad, thats not true"

"Are you saying that Lyle Cummings is a liar? He said he saw the two of you together."

"I'm saying that Lyle is a liar if he claims that I fucked Danny in the gym last night." I paused and gave Brad my sweetest smile. "I fucked Danny in the weight room last night."

"You fucking bitch!" Brad reached out and grabbed me. As he started to pull me out of my chair a monstrous hand came out of nowhere and locked on to his wrist.

"Let her go." It was Ponce.

Brad turned to him. "Stay out of this farm boy."

"Let her go." Ponce's voice was very quiet and very firm.

Brad's fraternity brothers stepped up. Brad smiled and said, "Are you going to take on all of us farm boy?"

From his chair Danny casually said, "No, he won't have to, I'll take a couple."

Jamal laughed. "If there are any left over, I'd like to have one."

Charles laughed and said, "I'll call 911. What hospital do you guys prefer?"

The frat boys stepped back. Brad suddenly realized he was on his own. He glared at Ponce.

Ponce twisted Brad's wrist back. Brad winced.

"Let her go. I don't want to hurt you, just let her go."

Brad let me go. When he released me he said, "This isn't finished April." He turned to his buddies. "Come on, let's get the fuck out of here."

As soon as Brad and his friends were gone Charles turned to us. "My that was an ugly scene." He laughed and winked at Danny, Ponce and me. "If you guys don't mind I'd like to spend some time with you in the near future. I think you're going to be very interesting company."

Jamal stood up again. "I do have to get to class. If any of you want to play some basketball later today, I have a game set up in the gym at 5:00. It's with some of the other guys from the team. It'll be nice and laid back, just basketball for fun."

Charles smiled. "I'm in."

Danny nodded. "You can always count on Ponce and me, we'll be there."

Jamal turned to me. "How about you April?" 

I looked at him. "I'm sorry, I wasn't sure if the invitation included me."

Jamal laughed. "April, you'd better get over this girl thing. You're performance last night against the frat team was very impressive. You're one of us. April you're now an official gym rat."

I grinned at him. "Jamal that's the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a long long time. I would love to play basketball this afternoon. I'll be there."

As Jamal was leaving, Charles stood up. "I also have to get going. I"ll see all of you at 5:00." He looked at me, "It was nice to meet you April."

"It was nice to meet you to Charles."

As soon as Charles was gone I turned to Ponce. "I don't usually cut classes, but I think I could make an exception this afternoon. Why don't you take me to your apartment."

Ponce looked at me. All of the sudden he realized what I was suggesting. His face turned a deep shade of pink. "You want to go right now April?"

I laughed. "Have you got anything better to do?"

He kind of stammered for a moment and then he said, "Well not really."

"Then let's go."

As I stood up Danny said, "Can I join you?"

I turned to him and laughed. "Why don't you give us about an hour before you join us."

Danny grinned at us. "I can do that."

As soon as we walked into the apartment I grabbed Ponce and kissed him. As I kissed him I whispered into his ear. "Sweetheart, I want you to relax. We're both beginners. I just lost my virginity last Saturday night. Let's experiment with each other and have fun okay?"

Ponce smiled. "I'm really nervous April."

"It's okay Ponce. I think it's pretty hard to screw up at this." I laughed. "And if we do we just get to try again." I kissed his cheek. "I hope you and I become very good friends. I want to do this a lot with you."

Ponce looked at me and said, "Really?"

"Yes, really."

I reached down and started to massage Ponce's crotch. He had a huge erection.

I laughed. "You are kind of excited about this aren't you baby."

Ponce laughed. "April I've never been this excited in my whole life. I'm about to have sex with a very pretty girl."

"Ponce that was a really sweet thing to say." 

I stepped back. "Would you like to see me naked?"

Ponce vigorously nodded his head up and down. "Yes please."

Ponce's shyness was wonderfully endearing. 

I took my skirt and panties off, laid them on a chair and turned so I was facing Ponce. As I stood in front of him I pulled my tee shirt over my head and tossed it on the chair. 

Ponce stared at me for a moment and then he smiled and said, "April, you're the most beautiful girl in the entire world."

Ponce was fantastic. He was a great big, gentle guy who was totally honest. I was very excited about having sex with him. 

I walked over to him and kissed his cheek. As I kissed him I whispered, "Ponce I want to suck your cock." 

He didn't say a word. I'm not sure he was capable of speech at that moment. 

"Let's get your clothes off." 

I helped Ponce undress. When he was naked I dropped to my knees and grabbed hold of his cock. It was big. It was larger than either Danny's or Brad's. 

I lifted Ponce's huge erection and started licking it. I was trying to learn to give a good blow job. This had worked well with both Danny and Brad. I was guessing that Ponce would also enjoy it. I looked up at him. There was a big grin on his face. I was right. 

I felt Ponce shudder when I put his cock in my mouth. I grabbed his thick hard shaft with my left hand. I was just about to start stroking it when all the muscles in Ponce's body seemed to tighten and he cried out, "Oh no! April watch out I'm going to cum!" 

I pulled Ponce's cock out of my mouth just as he started to ejaculate. His first spurt of semen hit my lips. The second spurt hit my chin. I pumped his cock. Two more spurts landed on my breasts. Ponce had a lot of cum stored up in there. 

I kept pumping him. A steady dribble of cum continued to flow from the tiny mouth in the head of his penis. 

Gradually Ponce's cock got soft and shriveled up. I held it in the palm of my hand and studied it. It was hard to believe that his once menacing erection had turned into this cute little pet.. 

I looked up at him. 

Ponce was staring at the floor. He was obviously embarrassed. "April I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that." 

I patted his thigh. "Ponce, it's okay." 

We both looked at my chest. There were two large streaks of semen on my breasts. I could also feel it on my lips and chin. 

"April, I made a real mess on you. I'll get a washcloth to clean it up." 

Ponce ran to the bathroom. While he was gone I took my finger and pushed some of his cum into my mouth. I was getting used to the taste. Actually I was getting to like the taste. 

When Ponce came back I decided to tease him just a little bit. I scooped a big glob of his semen off of my chest, looked right into his eyes and licked the cum off of my fingers. 

Ponce looked at me. "That's semen April. How can you eat that?" 

I laughed. "I would have eaten it if you'd cum in my mouth. I swallowed Danny's last night. It won't hurt me. There's nothing nasty about it." I giggled "Ponce, I'm starting to like the taste." 

I scooped up some more. "Here baby taste it. It's okay." 

"No I can't." 

"Yes you can. It will be okay. I won't ever tell anyone." I gently rubbed some of his semen on his lips. "Be a good boy now and lick your lips for me." 

I was shocked when Ponce obeyed me and licked his lips clean. At the time I was too naive to understand why, but I was suddenly very very aroused. 

I started to giggle and gave Ponce a big kiss. When I pulled away from him there was semen all over his face. I grinned at him and said, "Now were both messy."

Ponce didn't say anything at all. I was kind of worried that he might be mad. Instead he took his finger, scooped some of his cum off of his face and put his finger into my mouth.

I looked at him for a moment and then I scooped up some semen from my face and put my finger into his mouth. As I did this I said, "It's fun to share isn't it Ponce."

Ponce laughed. "April everything is fun when I'm with you."

I picked up the washcloth and wiped off Ponce's face. As I was cleaning him up I said. "That was a very nice thing to say to me." I paused. "Ponce I really like you."

Ponce smiled. "Thats good because I really like you to April."

For the next few moments we silently took turns wiping semen off of each other. 

When we were done I said, "Ponce would you do something to me that no one has ever done before?"

"Whats that April?"

"Ponce would you lick my pussy?"

He grinned at me. "I would love to."

I sat down on the couch and spread my legs. Ponce kneeled between my thighs. For a moment he looked at me and then he took a deep breath, leaned forward and kissed my cunt. When I felt his lips touch me a wave of pure pleasure rippled through my body. This was something very special. As Ponce started to lick me I realized that I wanted him to do this every time we made love.

Ponce spent the next half hour kissing and licking my cunt. While he was eating me I was amused to note that he was doing the same thing that I did when I sucked Brad's cock. He was trying to learn what gave me pleasure. Ponce was a very considerate lover. He was also a very quick learner. His pussy licking skills rapidly improved as he experimented on me. 

He quickly found my clitoris and realized that this was a very special spot. Ponce, however was a smart man. He understood that while my clit might be the best place to stimulate me, it wasn't the only place. He explored every corner and crevasse of my pussy with his tongue. 

While Ponce was pleasuring me I decided that he enjoyed eating my cunt every bit as much as I enjoyed sucking a big cock. I laughed to myself, Ponce and I were going to have a lot of fun together. 

My first time student gave me two marvelous orgasms. After I recovered from my second orgasm I stood up. "Come on sweetheart, let's go sit on the couch together." 

I took Ponce by the hand and led him to the couch. When we sat down I snuggled up to him and put my arm around his waist. Ponce put his arm around my shoulder and held me. I was in heaven. Ponce's great big body was wonderful for cuddling. 

After we sat together for a few moments Ponce asked, "April could I have another chance to try to do it with you? I think I could control myself a little better this time." 

I kissed him and said, "Maybe later sweetheart. Danny will be here any minute now. We don't want to be fucking when he walks in." I looked at Ponce. "Why don't you go get dressed." 

"Are you going to put your clothes on?" 

I shook my head. "No baby, I want to be sitting here naked when Danny walks in the door." 

Ponce got up and went into his bedroom. A moment later I heard the sound of Danny's key in the front door. He walked in, took one look at me sitting naked on the couch and smiled. "Aren't you a wonderful sight to come home to." 

I laughed. "I was kind of hoping that you might think that." I patted the spot next to me on the couch. "Want to come over and play with me for a little bit?" 

He laughed. "I thought you'd never ask." He started unbuttoning his shirt. "I think I'll get comfortable first." 

Danny took his shirt off. While he was laying it on the back of the couch he asked me, "Where's Ponce?" 

"He's in his bedroom getting dressed." 

"Did you guys have fun?' 

"Yes we had a lot of fun." 

Danny smiled. "I'm glad to hear that." He paused. "Are you sure you're ready for another workout?" 

I nodded. "Absolutely. You know I am a very well conditioned athlete." 

Danny unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers and boxer shorts down. As soon as it was freed his huge cock sprang to attention. He stepped out of his pants and walked over to me. "How would you like to work out on this for awhile."

I leered at Danny and said, "I'd love to." At the same time I wrapped my hands around his beautiful erection, leaned forward and kissed the head. 

Just as I was putting Danny's cock in my mouth Ponce walked back into the room. He was dressed now. He stood still for a moment and watched us.. 

I took Danny's cock out of my mouth and turned to Ponce. "Baby, It's Danny's turn now. I want you to go wait in your bedroom. I'll call you when were done." 

Ponce obediently turned and went back into his room. I smiled when I noticed that he closed the door. 

As soon as Ponce was gone Danny sat down on the arm of the couch next to me. I got up on my knees so I was between his legs and started playing with his cock.

Danny stopped me. "I don't have much time. I have to leave for work in twenty minutes. Just suck me for a minute and get me nice and hard. I want to fuck you before I go." 

I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking him. I was excited. This afternoon I was planning on having a brand new experience with Danny. 

I sucked Danny for another minute or two and then he stood up. "Move forward so you,re leaning on the arm of the couch." 

Danny disappeared into his bedroom. He was only gone for a moment. When he returned he had a condom in his hand. 

I stopped him when he started to open the package. "Danny I want you to fuck me without the condom. I want to know what it feels like to have a man cum inside me." 

He looked at me. "Is this safe?" 

I smiled. "Yes, I think so. I'm taking birth control pills. I've been taking them for several years to help control my periods." I paused. "I don't think I have any diseases. I was a virgin just a few days ago." 

Danny nodded. "I'm pretty sure I don't have any diseases either, so I guess this is pretty safe." He stopped. "But listen April, I get the feeling that you've fallen in love with sex. If you start playing with lots of guys, make them wear a condom." 

"Okay Danny, I promise I'll do that, but you don't have to wear one when you fuck me. I want to feel you when you cum inside me." 

Danny looked at me. "April are you really messy in there? I mean did you let Ponce cum inside you?" 

"No Danny, I didn't." I lowered my voice to a whisper. "Don't ever tell him that I told you this. He never got to fuck me. He came while I was sucking his cock." 

"April, promise me that you'll give him another chance." 




April's Story Ch. 03



I laughed. "Danny you don't have to worry about that. I like Ponce a lot. He's going to get as many chances as he wants." 

Danny smiled. "Good, now let's get down to some serious bareback fucking." 

Danny got behind me. While he was getting into position I had an interesting thought. Sex with both Danny and Ponce was fun, but very different. When I was with Danny, he was in control. When I was with Ponce I was in control. I wasn't sure which one I preferred. I smiled. I liked it both ways. The variety was fun. 

Suddenly I felt Danny enter me. I gasped. This was the first time I'd ever been fucked from behind. It felt good. When Danny started pushing his cock in and out of me, all other thoughts left my mind. My attention was completely focused on the pleasure he was giving me. 

I don't know how long Danny fucked me in this position. It could have been two minutes, it could have been an hour. I lost track of the time. 

Suddenly Danny pulled his cock out of my cunt. He picked me up, turned me around and gently laid me on my back on the couch. He got on top of me and pushed his cock back into my cunt. He was more forceful now. He fucked me with long slow powerful thrusts. The sensation was divine. He rode me to two orgasms. I cried with pleasure during both of them. Danny just fucked me harder. 

Suddenly I felt the tension building in his muscles. This was what I was waiting for. This was what I wanted. I wrapped my legs around him. I wasn't going to let him escape. I wasn't going to let him pull his cock out of me until he was done ejaculating all of his semen into my cunt. 

I gasped when I felt the first spurt of Danny's cum hit the back of my womb. This was wonderful. I tightened my leg hold on him. I wanted him to be as deep inside me as possible. Thrills of pleasure rippled through me each time I felt his cock squirt more of his semen into me. 

Finally it stopped. Danny relaxed and lay on top of me for several minutes. I felt his cock soften and slip from my cunt. 

Danny smiled at me. "April that was really a lot of fun." 

I giggled. "Yes it certainly was." 

Danny looked at the clock and jumped up. "April I'm sorry to do this to you, but I have to go to work." 

While he was getting dressed I asked, "Where do you work?" 

"I work for a furniture mover. We have a three hour job this afternoon. I'll have to meet you and Ponce at the gym." 

He picked up my hand and held it. "April I really like you." He paused. "Ponce and I both really like you. I don't know if we can make this work, but I sure want to try." He smiled at me. "Promise me you'll take care of Ponce before you leave this afternoon." 

I smiled back at Danny. "Don't worry I will. I like Ponce, I like him very much.." I stared at Danny. "I like you to, I want to try to make this work just as much as you do." 

Danny leaned over and kissed me. "April I have to run. I'll see you at the gym at 5:00." 

As soon as Danny was gone I turned to Ponce's bedroom door and called, "Ponce you can come out now. Danny and I are all done." 

Ponce's bedroom door opened. When he walked into the living room he said, "It sounded like you and Danny were having a pretty good time 

"I'm sorry Ponce. I should have tried to be quieter." I shook my head. "I wasn't trying to make you feel bad." 

Ponce sat down next to me. "It's okay." He shrugged. "I can't really explain this, but it didn't make me feel bad." He smiled at me. "You really liked it when Danny fucked you didn't you." 

"Yes I did." I laughed. "I don't have much experience, but Danny seems to be pretty good at sex." 

Ponce looked at me. "April why did you tell me to go to my room when you were sucking Danny's cock? It was almost like you were treating me like a little kid." 

I took his hand. "I'm sorry Ponce. I don't know why I did it." I stared at him. "I like you. I didn't mean to hurt you." 

"It was embarrassing April." 

"Ponce I am so sorry." 

Ponce put his arm around me and hugged me. "Want to hear something weird?" 

"What?" 

"Promise you won't laugh?" 

"I promise." 

"I got excited when you did it." 

I stared at Ponce for long time. Finally I said, "Would you like to hear something else that's weird?" 

Ponce nodded. "Okay." 

"It got me excited to." I shook my head. "Ponce I'm not exactly sure I know where this leaves us. Sex between you and me might end up being a little different than the sex that Danny and I have. Is that what you want?" 

He shrugged. "Maybe, I'm not exactly sure either. This is all very new to me." He laughed. "April you're the first girl who ever touched my cock." 

I laughed. "Your cock is only the third one I've ever touched." I took Ponce's hand. "I think you and I will have to spend some time talking about how we have sex." I looked at him. "We're both smart, well educated people. Even though were novices at sex I think we can still be sophisticated about this."

I took a deep breath. "I think you're telling me that you'd like me to be a little dominant with you, is that right?" 

Ponce laughed. "April you're putting it right out there aren't you." 

"I'm sorry Ponce. I'm not trying to embarrass you. It's just that," I hesitated for a moment and then I said, "It's just that I think I might like doing that." 

Ponce smiled at me. "April do you know what I enjoyed most today." 

"No What?" 

"Licking your pussy." 

I laughed. "Ponce do you know what I enjoyed the most today?" I paused. "And I think this includes my being with Danny." 

"What?" 

"You licking my pussy." I grinned at Ponce. "Want to do it again?" 

Ponce looked at my cunt. Danny's cum was still leaking out of me. He stared into my eyes and said, "Make me do it." 

I shivered. "Ponce a little thrill just shot threw me when you said that. Are you sure?" 

He nodded. "Oh yes I'm very sure." 

"I'm going to be just a little mean to you. Is that okay?' 

Ponce didn't say a word. He just smiled and nodded yes. 

"Take your clothes off. I want you naked." 

Ponce quickly undressed. As soon as he was naked he stood in front of me like a soldier at attention. Ponce had a great big cock. It was sticking straight out in front of him. 

"Baby, my lover just left." I looked at my cunt. "He left a big mess inside me. Get down on your knees and lick me clean!" 

I know it wasn't being very smooth. It was my first time doing this. A week ago I was a virgin. All of the sudden I was trying to be a dominatrix. I was in way over my head. 

Ponce didn't care. It was just as much his fantasy as mine. He got down on his knees and licked all of Danny's cum out of my cunt. I got very excited while he was doing it. I had my fifth orgasm of the day. Sex was turning into more rigorous exercise than basketball. 

When we were done, I pulled Ponce up on the couch next to me and kissed him. "Sweetheart, that was wonderful." 

Ponce grinned at me. "Yes it was." 

Suddenly he got very quiet and stared at the floor.

"Ponce, what's the matter?"

He looked at me. "You called me sweetheart."

"Is that okay?"

He face broke into a huge smile. "Oh yes."

I kissed him and then I said, "Ponce take me up to your bedroom." 

"Why?" 

"I think that you and I are going to end up playing some very kinky sex games with each other. They're going to be our little secret." 

He nodded. "I'd like that." 

"But I don't want you to be a virgin anymore. Ponce take me to your bedroom and fuck me. I want you to cum in my pussy just like Danny did." I paused. "Ponce we're going to play some different games, but I want you to always know that you can have me the same way Danny has me any time you want." I stared at him. "Do you understand that?" 

He stared at back at me. "Yes April I understand."

"Promise me that you won't ever forget it."

He smiled at me. "I promise." 

Ponce took me to his bedroom and fucked me. He didn't last very long. That didn't matter to either of us. We'd already had plenty of fun. This was just about Ponce losing his virginity 

When we were done we cuddled together in Ponce's bed, After awhile I sat up. "Ponce we have several hours before the basketball game at 5:00. I'd love to spend the rest of the afternoon with you." I shook my head. "I hope you're not becoming a bad influence on me. I never cut class, but I'll cut my political science class this afternoon. I want to be with you." 

Ponce sat up. "In the future I won't let you cut class, but I'd love to spend the afternoon with you today." He laughed. "April this is a special day for me. I just lost my virginity." 

I hugged Ponce. I was already falling in love with him.



April's Story Ch. 04



Note: This story is the fourth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Ponce and I spent the afternoon together. We had a wonderful time. Our first stop was my dorm. The girls on the floor flocked to my room. Like Danny, Ponce was another heartthrob for many of the young women at Kelroy. 

I packed a gym bag with shorts, shoes, a sports bra, a t shirt, a towel, a bar of soap and clean underwear to put on after the game. 

As we were leaving the dorm I turned to Ponce. "Every girl in this dormitory wants to go out with you. Just say the word and I'll start setting you up with dates." I poked him in the ribs. "If he wants to, my big boy could become a real pussyman." 

Ponce blushed. For the rest of the afternoon, whenever we were alone I called him my "pussyman." 

Our next stop was the grill. Ponce bought a tuna fish sandwich and a Coke for both of us. While we ate lunch our table filled up with guys. It was obvious that Ponce had lots of friends. It was easy to understand why, he was very very nice. 

The conversation mostly centered around basketball. That was fine with me. 

It was just after three when Jamal and Charles Darby joined us. 

Around 3:30 the grill started to get very crowded. There was a shortage of chairs at our table. I gave mine up and spent the next hour sitting on Ponce's lap. I didn't have to, it was my choice. I thought Ponce would enjoy it. I was right, he glowed with pride as he talked to his friends while I sat on his lap with my arms around his neck. 

At 4:45 Jamal, Darbs, Ponce and I got up and left for the gym. When we got there, five guys were already warming up at one end of the basketball court. 

Jamal, Ponce and Darbs all went to the men's locker room to change. As they opened the door I asked, "Where can I change?" 

Jamal turned to me. He suddenly looked very embarrassed. "I'm sorry April. We only have the key for the men's locker room." He thought for a moment. "You could use the Ladies room outside the gym." 

I was feeling very adventurous these days so I smiled at Jamal and walked to the men's locker room door. "If you guys aren't shy, I'm not shy." I grabbed onto Ponce. "I'll just get dressed next to my big baby doll here." 

Darbs laughed and held the door open for me. "Be our guest." 

Jamal looked at Ponce. "Since when did you become a big baby doll?" 

Ponce blushed. 

We stripped off our street clothes together. No one was shy. I saw my first black cocks. Both Jamal and Darbs were very well endowed. I giggled as I pulled up my shorts. I estimated that my three teammates had about 30 inches of penis between them. This was going to make an outrageous dormitory story when I finally got back to my room. 

Danny walked in while we were putting on our shoes. I realized that I was becoming preoccupied with sex when my first thought was that the number just jumped to 39 inches. I giggled some more as I imagined a whole meter of cock. 

I took one look at Danny and my mind returned to reality. He looked beat. 

I walked over to him and gave him a hug. "Baby are you okay?" 

He smiled at me. "April my boss and I just moved an entire houseful of furniture in 3 hours. I'm exhausted." 

I sat down on the bench, pulled him down next to me and rubbed his back. "Danny we can blow this off, It's just a game. I have some money. The three of us can get some beer and go back to your place. We can spend the evening relaxing and watching television." 

Danny kissed me. "Thanks April, you're a sweetheart." He paused. "No I want to play. I'll be okay. You guys go warm up. I'll rest here for a few minutes and then I'll join you." 

We went into the gym. Jamal produced three basketballs and we started shooting. While we were warming up Darbs filled me in on the details. Except for Danny, Ponce and me, the guys were all members of the Kelroy men's varsity basketball team. This was a preseason workout. 

For the basketball team the object of this game was conditioning. It was going to be a free and easy, fast paced basketball game. No one was going to keep score. We were playing for fun. 

Danny came out of the locker room. He looked a little better. 

Jamal called to the guys at the other end of the floor. "We're ready." 

Everyone walked to center court. Quick introductions were made. Jamal started assigning people to each other, "April you have Bobby, Darbs take Jake, Danny you have Willie, Ponce you and Big Julius can beat on each other." He smiled at the guy across from him. "Dickie I'm going to hurt you." 

Dickie nodded, "What else is new Jamal." 

I looked at big Julius. He was a huge black guy. He must have been at least 4 inches taller and 50 pounds heavier than Ponce. I started to worry that he might hurt my baby. 

Dickie winked at me and said, "You guys have to be skins." He was laughing. It was a cute joke. 

I decided to have some fun. I winked at him and said, "Okay" and then I pulled my t shirt off. It was no big deal I was wearing a sports bra. 

My teammates all started laughing and pulled their shirts off. 

Jamal tossed a ball to Dickie. "You guys can take it out first." 

While we were walking back to to play defense Jamal gave me a few hints. "Ponce is a natural high post. You don't have to start the offense, just look for him breaking to the free throw line and give him the ball. He'll take care of everything." 

I nodded. 

"After you pass to Ponce pick for Darbs and roll off the pick, good things will happen." He thought for a moment, "We're going to run. Whenever we get a rebound get to the hash mark. We'll try to outlet the ball to you. Look for Danny, Darbs and me. We'll be coming up the floor in lanes." He smiled at me. "Have fun, you'll like the speed of the game." 

Jamal looked at all of us. "No switching on either side. Warn your teammates, but fight threw all picks." He checked to make sure all of us were ready and then he said, "Let's go." 

Dickie inbounded the ball to Bobby. Bobby came right at me, cut to his left, crossed over to his right and ran me into Willie's pick. As I tried to fight my way by Willie he gave me a hip and knocked me to the floor. Bobby saw the opening and hit a quick jump shot. 

Ponce grabbed the ball as it came through the basket and inbounded it to Darbs. 

Danny ran over to me and gave me a hand up from the floor. "They're not going to cut you any slack because you're a girl. This game is going to be a little rougher than what you're used to." 

I moved into position. Darbs passed me the ball. I brought it across the center court line. When I saw Ponce make his break to the free throw line I hit him with a high pass and set a screen for Darbs. Darbs used my screen to get open at the opposite wing. Ponce hit him with a quick pass. He put up a jump shot and the score was tied.

The next time down the floor I was ready. Bobby tried the same move. This time when Willie set his pick I was ready for the hip check. As he hit me, I hit him back. He was stronger than I was but I still generated enough of a counter punch to allow me to slide by him. 

Bobby went up for another jump shot but now I was in position. I reached out and punched the ball off his fingers. It rolled free. Jamal came out of nowhere, grabbed the ball, took it down the floor and slammed it home for a power dunk. 

Bobby turned to me and smiled. "Nice." 

For the next hour I played the roughest, toughest, fastest, most freewheeling basketball of my life. It was almost as much fun as sex. 

When we were done, we all went to the locker room together. The guys started to strip off their clothes and get ready to take showers. I looked at everyone. "Is it okay if I shower with you?" 

Big Julius grinned at me. "Will you be offended if we peek?" 

I laughed. "Not at all. I intend to peek at all of you." 

After we were finished showering, we all got dressed together. Just before we were ready to leave Jamal looked at everyone and said, "Well what do you think? Can she do it?" 

Big Julius smiled at him. "Jamal your girls got heart. I am already in love with her." 

Ponce and Danny both laughed. Danny said, "Sorry Julius we found her first." 

Bobby shook his head. "Danny we still all get to be in love with her." He turned to me. "April I had a wonderful time playing basketball with you this evening." He laughed. "I'd also much rather shower with you than Julius." 

Julius slapped his friend on the back. "Bobby the feeling is mutual." 

I looked at both of them. "Guys I had more fun playing basketball tonight than I've had in several years. I hope you'll invite me again." Now it was my turn to laugh. "I promise to take a shower with you every time we play." 

The entire room erupted into laughter. When it finally subsided, Jamal put his hand up. "You guys still haven't answered my question. Can she cut it on Monday night. Can we beat the North Side Boyz with April?" 

Julius looked at Jamal. "You'll have to play well, but yes I think you can do it." He smiled. "I want to send a bet with you." 

There was a general murmuring of agreement. 

I stood up. "Hold on! Whats this all about? Whats happening on Monday night? Who are the North Side Boyz?" 

Jamal walked over to me. "April this game was an audition for you this evening. Every Monday night there's a basketball tournament at the 7th Street Rec Center on the north side of the city. The North Side Boyz are the team that most frequently wins the tournament " 

I stared at Jamal. "That's a really bad neighborhood." 

Danny grabbed my hand. "We know that April. Just listen to him."

Jamal continued. "The format is 8 teams playing single elimination. You lose and you're out. The entry fee is $20.00 per player. That fee covers the expenses of running the tournament and pays the referees. Each player on the winning team gets $40.00." 

He paused. "That wouldn't be enough to attract us. What interests us is the side betting. There are a group of handicappers that watch the warmups and take bets on the teams." He smiled. "We think that if we show up with a cute little white girl as our point guard, we can get pretty good odds and make a killing." 

He looked at me. "It's going to be a little scary for you. You, Ponce, Danny and some women who are there as "girlfriends" are going to be the only white people in the gym. Darbs and I know everyone very well. If we're careful you'll be safe. April we can make a lot of money on Monday night. Are you in?" 

Everyone was staring at me. I looked at them. "Do you guys all think I'm good enough to pull this off?" 

Everyone nodded yes. 

"Will it be safe?" 

Darbs put his hand on my shoulder. "April I promise to vigilantly watch over you the entire time we're there." 

I thought for a moment. This was a little scary, but it was also very exciting. I took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm in." 

Everyone smiled. 

Julius said, "Jamal we all want to send bets with you." 

As we were walking out of the locker room Darbs pulled me aside. "April, Danny is really tired right now and Ponce has to go to work. Why don't you come back to my place. I could show you a very good time tonight." He paused. "We could hook up for a few hours, no strings, just fun." 

I stopped and thought for a moment. Here it was, the big question was now on the table. Just how far was I willing to go with my new sexual freedom. I didn't have to think for very long. I knew what I wanted to do. 

I smiled at Darbs. "I'd love to party with you tonight." I paused, "Give me a minute to talk to Danny and Ponce." 

He nodded. "I'll wait for you by the main gym door." 

I went back into the locker room. Danny was just putting on his shoes. He looked really beat. I sat down next to him. "Sweetheart, Darbs just asked me to go to his place and party with him for awhile tonight. I'd like to go. Are you cool with that?" 

Danny looked at me and smiled. "Yes April, I'm cool with that. I think thats what we talked about last night. We're going to be friends and hang out together and be there for each other, but all three of us are free to play around with other people." He paused. "Tonight is a very good night for you to hook up with another guy. I'm tired. I have to move more furniture tomorrow. I need to go home and get some rest. Ponce has to leave here and go to the Exeter Building and wash and wax floors for the rest of the night." Danny kissed me. "Go have a good time with Darbs. He's a nice guy. I'll bet he's a fantastic lover." He thought for a moment. "April be nice to Ponce when you tell him okay." 

I nodded. "Danny you don't have to worry about that. I'd never do anything to hurt Ponce. He's my baby. It's okay. I know exactly what to say to him." 

I left Danny in the locker room and walked out to the gym. Ponce was waiting for me. 

"April I have to go to work." 

"I know Ponce." I kissed him. "Ponce you remember how we were talking about playing some really kinky games with each other?" 

Ponce nodded. "Yes, of course I remember. It's almost all I think about right now." 

I put my hand on Ponce's crotch and rubbed his cock, "Baby I am going to go home with Darbs tonight. I'm going to suck his big hard dick and let him fuck me. While you're washing and waxing floors at the Exeter Building, I want you to think about me with Darb's cock in my mouth and my pussy."

Ponce was hard. I squeezed his erection. "Remember how I screamed when Danny fucked me this afternoon?" 

Ponce nodded. 

"I'll bet Darbs makes me scream even louder than that tonight." I kissed Ponce again. "What time do you get off work?" 

"6:00 am." 

"Pick me up at my dorm on your way home. You can take me to breakfast. After breakfast we can go back to your place and fool around. I want to sit on your face and tell you all about my date with Darbs." I grinned at Ponce. "You'd like that wouldn't you sweetheart." 

Ponce kissed me. "April, I'd love that." He took a deep breath. "My imagination is going to be running wild at work all night tonight." 

I laughed. "Good thats what I am hoping will happen. I want you to be really excited when you pick me up in the morning." I reached under his shirt and gave his nipple a hard twist. I giggled as I did it. "After I am done playing with Darbs tonight I am going to try to think up some really naughty things to do to you tomorrow morning." 

Ponce smiled at me. "I can't wait." 

He looked at his watch. "April I have to run. I'm late for work." 

"Ponce I'll see you in the morning. I'll be on the front steps of my dorm at 6:15 waiting for you." 

"I'll be there April." He paused. "Have fun with Darbs tonight." 

"Thanks sweetheart, I plan to." 

After Ponce went out the side door I walked across the gym floor to meet my new lover at the main door. 

When Darbs and I got to his apartment his three roommates were sitting in the living room watching television. 

Darbs and I stopped to talk to them for a moment before we went into his bedroom. As we talked Darbs lifted my t shirt and started to play with my nipple. It was almost like I was a toy or a sex doll that he'd brought home as a plaything. It was incredibly erotic. I was beginning to discover that there was a part of me that wanted to be treated like a slut. 

We went into his bedroom. It was everything that I could do to control myself while Darbs took his pants off. As soon as he was naked I dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock. 

I could have sucked Darb's cock all night long, but he had other ideas. He picked me up, gently placed me on the bed and then sat down next to me and started massaging my cunt. As he rubbed me I felt him put first one, then two and finally three fingers into me. Darbs had the incredible ability to simultaneously be both a dominant, demanding master and a caring, considerate lover. 

I was getting more and more excited. I began to lose control. I wanted Darb's to fuck me. 

He got on top of me. I felt him rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy lips. I desperately wanted him to push that beautiful cock into me, but he didn't. He just teased me. I was his toy. I found myself begging Darbs to fuck me. He kept playing with me. I cried with pleasure when he finally relented and pushed his huge erection into my cunt.

I don't know how long Darb's fucked me. I didn't care. Time was meaningless. I just wanted that big cock of his. I had at least four orgasms while I was with him. I know that he came inside of me three times. 

After Darbs came for the third time he put his arm around me while I snuggled up to him. As we cuddled he gently stroked my hair. At the same time, I traced the outline of his well developed muscles with my index finger. 

It was nearly midnight when I finally got up and put my clothes back on. Darbs also got up and got dressed. He wanted to walk me home. I told him that it wasn't necessary, but he insisted. Charles Darby was a true gentleman.



April's Story Ch. 05



Note: This story is the fifth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

At 6:15 I was sitting on the steps in front of my dormitory waiting for Ponce. I had my gym bag with me. It was jammed with extra clothes, my toothbrush and my makeup kit. I was hoping to be able to spend the entire weekend with my two boys.

In addition to my usual panties and t shirts, I also packed packed my underwear from the senior prom. It was the closest thing to sexy lingerie that I owned.

My book bag was sitting next to my gym bag. I needed to do some studying. I also had a plan. Both Danny and Ponce needed to get a little more serious about being students. I was going to try to be a good influence. I planned to link sex to studying.

Ponce pulled up right on time. He drove an old Chevy truck. I grabbed my stuff, jumped into the cab, slid over next to him and gave him a big kiss. "Hi baby, I missed you last night." 

Ponce gave me an ear to ear puppy dog grin and kissed me back. As we pulled away from the curb I cuddled up to my big boys shoulder and put my hand on his thigh. 

Ponce took me to the local IHOP. It was a great choice for me. I loved pancakes. It was an even better choice for him. My sweetie had been working all night long. He was hungry. Pancakes were a cheap way to fill him up. 

It was after 7:00 when we got to Ponce and Danny's apartment. Danny was already gone. Furniture movers start work early on Saturdays. 

Realizing that we were alone I grabbed Ponce and said, "Come on sweetheart, let's get our clothes off and get into the shower." 

While we were undressing I started giggling and said to Ponce, "If you let me wash your cock and balls, I'll let you was my pussy and ass." My baby absolutely tore his clothes off. 

The shower was hot and steamy. It felt wonderful. I let Ponce bathe me. While he was bathing me I made what was to become a major discovery. My big sweetheart loved washing my pussy, but he seemed to enjoy washing my feet just as much. 

When we were done with our shower I turned to Ponce and said, "Get a big towel and dry me off."

Ponce found a clean towel. It was an old beach towel. He and Danny didn't exactly have the fanciest linen. Ponce threw it around me as I stepped out of the shower. He made a big show out of drying me off. Once again he seemed to linger just a little when he got to my feet.

After he was done drying me he used the same towel on himself. While he dried himself I went to my gym bag and found a bottle of cologne. I sprayed a little bit on my neck.

As soon as I was done I grabbed my big boy by his erect cock and pulled him into the bedroom. "Come on babydoll, it's playtime for us."

When we got into the bedroom I sat down on the bed and looked at Ponce. "Would you like to play some games with me? You know what I mean, would you like to be my slave for a little while."

"Would you think that was fun?'

"Yes, I think it would be."

Ponce grinned and got down on his knees.

I giggled. "I am not exactly sure what to do next."

Ponce started laughing. "Neither am I."

I started laughing to. "Aren't we a great pair." I made myself get serious. "Okay now, stop laughing. We're going to try this again."

Ponce closed his eyes. He was trying to stop laughing. Finally he looked up at me. He had a sober expression on his face. "Okay I'm ready."

We stared at each other for a moment. Suddenly we both burst out laughing again. I shook my head and grabbed Ponce. "Come here baby." I pulled him up on the bed and kissed him. "I think later on we should do a little research on the Internet and find out how people play these games. Right now why don't you just lie down on the bed." 

"Okay."

Ponce got up on the bed and lay down on his back. I climbed onto his face. 

Ponce started to giggle and said, "This is good."

I grabbed his nipple and twisted it really hard. "Shut up and be serious."

Ponce took a deep breath and closed his eyes. I twisted his nipple again. I suddenly realized that I was hurting him and he liked it. What was even more amazing to me was that I liked doing it to him.

I lowered my cunt onto his face. "Eat me."

Ponce responded immediately. We weren't giggling anymore. I rocked back and forth on Ponce's face. At the same time, Ponce probed and licked my cunt with his tongue.

While Ponce was licking me, I remembered my promise from last night. I told him that this morning I would sit on his face and tell him all about my date with Darbs. I smiled. I was in the agreed upon place, it had to be story time.

I took a moment to focus my attention and then I started. "Ponce I had a wonderful time with Darbs last night."

I felt Ponce stop licking me for a moment. I had his attention.

"He took me back to his apartment. When we got there his roommates were sitting in the living room watching television. Darb's stopped to talk to them. While he was talking to them he lifted up my tee shirt and fondled my nipple right in front of them. I felt like such a slut. Think about that Ponce. Last night another guy showed your girlfriend's tits to his buddies."

Ponce started licking me again. I took it as a sign that he was enjoying my story.

"Baby he took me into his bedroom and made me undress, get on my knees and suck his cock. It was so nasty."

As I was telling my story, I realized that I wasn't in a comfortable position. My legs were getting tired. I decided to try really sitting down on Ponce's face. For a second I worried about smothering him and then I remembered that he was so big and strong that he could easily lift me up and take a breath anytime he needed one.

I decided that I'd better warn him about what was going to happen. "Ponce, I'm not comfortable. I'm going to extend my legs and sit down on you. If you need a breath just lift me up. If you need me to get off of you, pinch my leg."

I sat down and stretched my legs out in front of me. This was much more comfortable. I took a moment and relaxed. As I sat there I got a very naughty thrill out of the idea that Ponce's face was now my chair. 

I was just about to start telling my story again when I noticed that when I changed my position I shifted my pussy forward so that it was over Ponce's chin. Suddenly I realized with horror that I was now pressing my ass against my baby's lips.

I was about to lean forward when I felt Ponce's tongue touch my asshole. In the next five seconds I went through a cascade of emotions. Shock came first. Disgust came next. Disgust lasted only a split second. Titillation quickly replaced disgust. His tongue felt good in my ass.

Ponce pushed his tongue into me. When he did this I realized it wasn't an accident. Ponce was deliberately licking my asshole.

An overwhelming feeling of power came next. It was an incredible aphrodisiac. For the first time I started to understand what Ponce meant when he called me his goddess. 

The wonderful sensation of having Ponce's tongue in my ass got me very excited. As Ponce continued to lick me. I started to grind my ass into his face. I forgot all about taunting him with the story of my night with Darbs. This was much better. He was licking my asshole. This was the ultimate submission. I now understood that I really did want to dominate Ponce and I wanted him to submit to me.

I reached down and rubbed my clit while Ponce continued licking me. The pleasure I was feeling was becoming increasingly intense. I felt truly lewd. Tension started to build in my loins

"Deeper baby, Deeper!" I wanted to feel more of Ponce's tongue inside me. My insatiable lust was turning me into a wanton slut. The tension in my loins continued to build. It was becoming nearly unbearable. I ground my ass into Ponce's face. Suddenly the tension reached a crescendo. I screamed. The explosion of pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful. My body shook as the orgasm tore through me.

Gradually the waves of pleasure started to subside and my muscles relaxed. I slumped forward onto my baby's big body. As the calm of post orgasmic contentment spread through me, I found myself face to face with Ponce's erect penis. 

I tried to lay still, but the proximity of Ponce's erection was too much for me. As I lay there staring at it, I felt a building need to feel that monstrous snake inside me. 

Remember, I'd just turned 19. Ponce was one year older than I was. Less than a week ago, both of us were virgins. There was nothing sophisticated about what we were doing. I had no idea about how to be a dominant mistress. My hormones ruled my decision making. 

Soon I would learn about denial and taunting, but at this time they were still foreign concepts to me. On this wonderful morning I was more than willing to let my submissive slave fuck me. 

I wanted Ponce to be on top. I rolled over on my back, spread my legs and pulled my baby on top of me. "Fuck me Ponce. I want to feel your cock inside of me." 

Ponce didn't require any persuasion. My baby immediately positioned himself between my legs and started to push the head of his cock into my moist cunt. Ponce had a big cock. It felt wonderful when he entered me. 

Once he was all the way inside I wrapped my legs around his thighs and held him in place. At the same time I whispered into his ear, "Just lie still for a moment baby." 

Ponce did exactly as I instructed. He was very nervous. 

I gently stroked his cheek with my finger tips. "Relax, everything will be all right."

Ponce did relax and we were able to lie together and enjoy our physical union. We were falling in love with each other. This intimacy felt wonderful. 

Nonetheless, after a few minutes it was time for more. I wrapped my arms around Ponce's massive shoulders and said, "Fuck me, do it very slowly." 

I sighed when I felt my sweet boy start to push his cock in and out of me. 

Ponce started very slowly, but he gradually accelerated his pace. His confidence quickly grew and soon he was boldly fucking me with passion . I giggled with pleasure and tightened my leg hold on his thighs. He fucked me even harder. 

We were just getting into a wonderfully savage rhythm when I felt my baby's muscles tighten. His orgasm came quickly. I had mixed emotions when I felt my sweetheart ejaculating inside me. I was pleased that he was able to control himself long enough to actually fuck me, but I was still disappointed that he came so quickly. 

When he was done cumming Ponce pulled his cock out of me and lay down at my side. 

We lay together silently. After a moment Ponce said, "April, I'm sorry I came so quickly." 

I smiled and kissed Ponce on his cheek. "Sweetheart a few minutes ago you gave me the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced. You have nothing to apologize for." 

Ponce didn't say anything. He was a quiet man. He expressed himself with actions rather than words. He put his arms around me and held me. That was the nicest thing he could do. 

While he held me I quietly whispered to him. "Ponce I think I'm falling in love with you." 

Ponce hugged me and said, "April I know I'm in love with you." 

I kissed my sweetheart and then quietly lay next to him. Both of us had been up for most of the night. We were tired. We fell asleep quickly. 

I sighed with contentment as I drifted off to sleep. I now knew that there was no place in this world I would rather be than in my big baby's arms.

Ponce and I were both tired. Each of us enjoyed the deep sleep that comes with satisfaction and contentment. 

I was the first to wake up. I smiled when I opened my eyes and saw the huge well muscled body of my sweetheart lying beside me. For several minutes I lay in bed next to Ponce and watched him sleep. If nature would have allowed it, I could have lain there for hours; but my body was urgently telling me that I needed to get up. 

I hurried into the bathroom. After relieving myself I dug through my gym bag and found my toothbrush. When I was done brushing my teeth I went back to Ponce's room. I opened his dresser and found a clean t shirt. I put it on. It was huge. It fit me like a dress. It was perfect. 

I went into the kitchen. I was pleasantly surprised. I was expecting a cholera breeding ground. Instead I found a kitchen that would have passed a white glove inspection from my mother. I suspected that the homemaker was my baby Ponce. 

I opened the refrigerator and laughed. My boys were not going to be nominated as the gourmet chefs of the 21st century. The refrigerator contained a package of processed cheese, a chunk of bologna, jar of yellow mustard and three bottles of beer. Miraculously it contained one more item. In the back of the top shelf there was a can of coffee. 

I turned and searched the kitchen. On the counter next to the sink I spotted a coffee maker. I dug through the cupboards. Most of them were empty. The second cupboard I opened contained three beer glasses, four coffee mugs bearing the logo of a local hamburger restaurant, four mismatched plates and a set of salt and pepper shakers that looked like ears of corn. 

I opened several more cupboards. In the last one I found a package of coffee filters. I made a pot of coffee, went into the living room, found my book bag, took out a text book and started to study. 

After about thirty minutes I heard noises coming from Ponce's bedroom. I smiled at him when he walked into the living room. He didn't stop to greet me. He barely waved as he passed through. He was a man on a mission. He went directly to the bathroom.

I laughed. I wasn't offended. My boy had his priorities straight. He had to go. After a moment I heard the water running in the bathroom sink. Ponce was brushing his teeth. This was a good thing.

This was the first time that I'd ever lived this intimately with a boy. I liked it. I enjoyed sharing the most personal details of our lives.

Ponce came out of the bathroom. He looked at me. I smiled at him. My baby just stood there. I started to giggle and got up and walked over to him. I grabbed his arms and put them around me. "This is the part where you hug me, kiss me and say hi April."

Ponce put his arms around me. When he did it I realized that this was one of the things I truly loved about my baby doll. His arms were so big that they completely enveloped me. I felt safe and secure when I was wrapped in those arms. I was sheltered when I was wrapped in those arms. I felt protected. I was confident that my big baby could shield us from every peril that the world could ever mount against us. 

Ponce and I hugged for several minutes. When we were done I smiled at him and said, "Would you like some coffee?" 

"Yes please."

I went into the kitchen and got us both a cup. When I got back I set the cups of coffee on the table next to the couch and sat down. Ponce sat on the overstuffed chair opposite me. I shook my head in exasperation, stood up, walked over to him, pulled him out of his chair and led him to the couch. Sometimes my baby needed a little guidance.

We sat together and drank our coffee. After a moment I looked at Ponce. "We have some research to do."

He nodded. Ponce knew what I was talking about. He got up and turned on his computer. For the next hour we looked at web sites that related to domination, foot fetishes and cuckolding. We stumbled onto the cuckolding sites by accident. As we looked at them we smiled at each other. We both knew that we'd found a common fascination. 

Both of us would have loved to try out some of the things that we just learned, but I also had a job and it was time for me to go to it.

I looked at the clock and turned to Ponce. "Baby I have to go to work."

He stared at me. "April, I didn't know you had a job."

I laughed. "Ponce I think we might just have to take a little time where we sit down and tell each other about ourselves."

He chuckled and said, "I think thats a good idea."

"In the meantime I do have to get to work."

"Where do you work?"

"Promise you won't laugh?"

"I promise."

"The Silly Squirrel."

Ponce started to laugh.

I kicked him hard on his shin. "You promised you wouldn't do that."

Ponce giggled. "Sorry." He shook his head. "Isn't that the pizza place where people take their kids for their birthdays?"

I nodded.

"What do you do their?"

"I'm a waitress and I help the kids with the games."

Ponce shrugged. "Well I guess its no worse than washing and waxing floors." He paused. "What time do you have to be there?"

"3:00, I get off at 9:00."

"I'll drive you."

"Thanks. I was hoping you would."

As we got dressed I looked at Ponce and said, "I am going to torture you a little bit when I get back here."

He looked at me.

"Remember the cuckold thing from the Internet?"

He nodded.

"When I get back from work tonight Danny will be here. I am going to sit on his lap and let him fondle me while I flirt with him. I think I might suck his cock while you sit in the room and watch. After I give him a blow job, I am going to go into his bedroom with him and let him fuck me. I intend to be very noisy. You'll have to listen to me screaming and crying with pleasure while he's enjoying me."

I walked over to Ponce and kissed him. "When Danny's done with me I'm going to come to your bedroom, get on top of you and straddle your face. When you look up at my cunt you'll see his cum dripping from me."

I reached under Ponce's shirt, grabbed his nipple and gave it a vicious twist. He winced. 

"I am going to to sit on your face and make you lick up all of Danny's fresh semen. When you're done doing that you're going to lick my asshole until I have an orgasm."

I giggled. "If you behave yourself and obey me without question, I might jack you off before I go to sleep."

As we walked to Ponce's truck I asked. "Does that sound like fun to you?"

Ponce grinned at me. "Do you remember that one Internet site about goddesses?"

I nodded.

"April you're my goddess. Your satisfaction is all that matters to me." He winked at me. "I can't wait for tonight." 

When I got into Ponce's truck I slid over so I was sitting next to him. As soon as he pulled away from the curb I started to massage the inside of his thigh. 

"Ponce baby, I've been thinking. Since you're going to be my little cuckold boyfriend and I'm going to be your goddess I think you should be willing to do some chores for me." 

My hand slipped over to Ponce's crotch. He had a erection. 

Ponce was quiet, but I knew he was listening to me. I continued. "I like having sex and I like variety. I intend to screw lots of guys." 

I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "You like that don't you baby? You like the idea that your girlfriend is going to be screwing lots of other guys." 

Ponce nodded. 

I smiled, my baby was so shy. 

I giggled. "Your girlfriend is going to become the campus slut. If I'm going to be screwing around a lot, I think I should start making guys wear condoms. It's safer."

Ponce glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. "I agree April. In fact, I think it's very important. I don't want you to get sick." 

"I know, I don't either. From now on you and Danny are the only guys who get to fuck me bareback. While I'm at work today I want you to go to the store and buy me some condoms." I thought for a moment. "You'd better buy at least two dozen." I giggled. "You don't want to have to be running to the store all the time." 

We pulled up in front of the Silly Squirrel. "Will you do that this afternoon while I'm at work?" 





April's Story Ch. 05



Ponce nodded his head. "Yes April, I'll do that." 

"Thanks baby. Will you pick me up tonight after my shift?" 

Ponce smiled. "Of course I will. What time should I be here?" 

"9:05 would be great." 

As I started to get out Ponce stopped me. "April a minute ago you said I was your boyfriend, did you really mean that?" 

"Yes Ponce, I really meant that. Is that okay? I mean do you want to be my boyfriend?" 

"April I want that more than anything in the entire world." 

I looked him in the eyes. "Even if I still fuck other guys?" 

Ponce nodded. "Yes, even if you still fuck other guys." 

"Well sweetheart, you now have a girlfriend. I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you just after 9:00."



April's Story Ch. 06



Note: This story is the sixth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



Ponce was waiting for me when I walked out of the Silly Squirrel. When I got into the truck I noticed a package on the dashboard. 

I grabbed it as I slid over and kissed Ponce. "Hi baby, are these the condoms?' 

Ponce nodded as we pulled away from the curb. "I bought you two sizes." 

I opened the bag. There were four boxes of condoms inside. Two of the boxes said "magnum" on the side." 

I looked at Ponce. "I didn't know they came in different sizes." 

"Magnums are for guys with big dicks" 

I giggled. "I hope I get to use lots and lots of those." 

"I bought you latex condoms. Those are the kind that are supposed to be the safest." 

"I heard that to, thank you sweetheart." I paused. "Is Danny at home?" 

Ponce nodded. "Yes, he got home at 5:30. He took a shower and then a nap. He was just getting up when I left to come and get you." 

"I smiled. "I hope he has lots of energy. I'm feeling a little frisky right now." I started to rub Ponce's crotch again, "I'm looking forward to playing with Danny while you watch tonight. I'm going to try to torture you a little bit." 

Ponce took a deep breath. I could tell he was already excited. 

When we pulled up in front the apartment I grabbed Ponce. "Honey, tonight when I'm taunting you while I'm playing with Danny; I want you to remember that I am doing it because that's our game. You're my boyfriend Ponce. You're the one I care about. When you see me with another guy, please don't ever get confused and forget that." 

Ponce kissed me. "Don't worry April. I won't forget." 

"One other thing Ponce. Danny is pretty smart. He's going to figure out that something is going on between you and me." I paused. "I'm not just talking about our being boyfriend - girlfriend, I'm talking about the cuckold slave - goddess stuff." 

Ponce nodded. "I know, I was thinking about that to." 

"Ponce I think we should tell him everything. He's a good guy. He's your friend. If it turns out that he is cool with it, it might be really fun." 

Ponce thought for a minute. "I agree that we're going to have to tell him, but let's wait until he starts to get curious. We can explain everything when he asks." 

I thought for a moment. "Okay, I think you're right. We'll wait for him to ask." I laughed. "In the meantime I want to go upstairs. I am getting horny. Danny is a great lover. I can't wait to feel his cock inside me." 

I was already starting to taunt my baby. I took Ponce's hand. "Let's go up to your apartment and have some fun."

I walked into the apartment, threw my purse onto the kitchen table, took my waitress skirt off and sat down in the living room. 

Danny shook his head. "April you look tired." 

I laughed. "I just spent six hours chasing seventy-five overly excited, hyperactive eight year olds around a restaurant." 

Danny smiled. "I don't know if that's easier or harder than washing and waxing floors or moving furniture." He stood up. "Let me get you a beer." 

Danny went into the kitchen, got three cans of beer and brought them back into the living room. He tossed one to Ponce, then walked over to me. He popped the top on the can and said, "Here April, this will make you feel much better." 

I looked at Danny and Ponce. "Guys I've never had a beer before. This is my first one." 

Ponce looked at me. "No shit?" 

I laughed. "Now don't look at me like that. I was sheltered as a child." 

Danny chuckled. "I gather that Ponce and I are pretty much leading you down a path of sin and depravity." 

I nodded. "The two of you are certainly acting as my guides, but I'm very happily skipping down that path right beside you." 

I took a sip of the beer. It was an unusual flavor. It was going to take me a little time to get used to it. 

I set the beer down and looked up at Danny. His crotch was right at my chest level. I leered at him as I reached out and started to massage his cock and balls through his pants."I know a better way for you to make me feel good." 

As I played with Danny's growing erection I looked across the room at Ponce and smiled at him. 

I unzipped Danny's jeans and pulled his penis out. My experience was still very limited. Cocks continued to be strange and mysterious to me. I was fascinated every time I got to look at one. 

I played with Danny's enchanting toy for several minutes and then I once again looked over at Ponce. I stared directly into my new boyfriends eyes as I put his best friends erect penis in my mouth. I kept staring at Ponce while I eagerly sucked Danny's cock.

I tried to give Danny my very best blow job. When I glanced up at him his eyes were closed. He seemed to be enjoying himself. 

After several minutes I looked up at him again and said, "I want to feel you inside of me. Danny I want you to fuck me." 

Danny's eyes moved to Ponce. He was obviously uncomfortable about having him in the room. I smiled. This was working out perfectly. 

I looked at my baby. "Ponce, my lover and I want to be alone. Go to your room. I'll let you know when you can come back." 

Ponce meekly stood up, bowed his head and walked to his bedroom. 

After he closed the door, Danny looked at me. "That was pretty cold." 

I shook my head. "No it wasn't. That was exactly what Ponce wanted me to say to him. Right now your friend is just as turned on as you and I are." 

Danny tilted his head. "I don't understand." 

For the next ten minutes I explained everything to Danny. 

When I was done Danny shook his head. "Shit, I've never heard of anything like this before." He looked at me. "You guys are really kinky." 

I laughed. "You might be right, but I am not sure it matters to either of us. We just think it's fun." I stopped and looked at Danny. "Remember who you're dealing with here. A week ago both Ponce and I were very sheltered virgins. We just stumbled on to all of this by accident." 

I grabbed Danny's cock and held it in my hands. I am not sure why I did it, I guess I just wanted to. "Danny I really like you, but I think I might be falling in love with Ponce." 

"Holding on to another guys cock is an odd way to demonstrate your love." 

"I know, but that's sort of the point. I don't think that I can be happy right now having sex with just one guy. I want to play with lots and lots of guys. Ponce is not only cool with that, he gets excited about it." 

I squeezed Danny's penis. "I really like you Danny. I want to keep on partying with you. Ponce likes it when I party with you. This might be a way we can make all of this work." 

I paused for a moment. "Danny, Ponce is sort of a masochist. It gets him off when I embarrass him." I winked at Danny. "It gets me off to. Sometimes I'm going to be mean to your friend. He wants me to do it. I'd never really do anything to hurt Ponce and he knows that. This is just a game we play." 

Danny took a deep breath. He was trying to digest all of this. Finally he said, "Does he want me to be mean to him?" 

I laughed. "I don't know. I don't think he knows. We're just figuring all of this out." I paused. "I think that right now he just wants you to try to understand and not judge him." 

Danny shrugged. "April, Ponce is my best friend. As far as I am concerned, he can dress up like a girl scout and sell cookies if it gets him off." 

I giggled. "We might have to do that some night." 

Danny raised his eyebrows in shock. "April I was just kidding."

I laughed. "Don't worry Danny, so was I." 

My expression became more serious. "Danny would you be willing to let Ponce play with us right now?" 

"What do I have to do." 

"Just let him watch, and don't make fun of him." 

"Okay, I can do that." 

"Danny, one thing. When you're done fucking me I'm going to make Ponce lick your cum out of my pussy." 

Danny's mouth dropped open. For a moment he just stared at me. Finally he asked. "Is Ponce gay?" He stuttered. "I mean that's okay." He shook his head. He appeared to be really flustered. "Shit April that's pretty weird." 

I laughed. "First of all, I am absolutely certain that Ponce is not gay. He likes my pussy even more than you do." I thought for a moment. "Remember that I told you Ponce is a masochist. He likes me to embarrass him. I think licking your cum out of me after you fuck me is more related to that. It's humiliating for him." 

Danny shook his head. "April I'm glad you warned me about that one. I am not sure how I would have reacted if I just saw him start doing it." 

He took a deep breath. "I can do this April." 

I squeezed Danny's cock again. "Thanks Danny. I think we all might end up enjoying this game." 

Danny smiled. "I'll try to keep an open mind." 

"Can I call Ponce back?" 

Danny closed his eyes, swallowed hard and said, "Okay, let's give it a try."

I turned to Ponce's door and yelled, "Ponce you can come back." 

After a moment Ponce tentatively pushed his door open and peeked out. I was already sucking Danny's cock again. I wanted him as aroused for this as I could possibly get him. 

When Ponce walked into the living room I took Danny's cock out of my mouth. "Ponce, Danny knows. He knows everything." 

Ponce stopped. He looked at me and then he looked at Danny. 

Danny smiled. "It's okay buddy. I'm glad I know. Now maybe we can all find a way to play together." 

Ponce relaxed. After a moment he smiled. 

Danny continued. "We might have to spend some time figuring out how all of this is going to shake out, but we can make it work. All three of us are friends." 

I looked at my boy. He was always shy but at this moment he was clearly overwhelmed. I decided the best thing to do was stop talking and start playing. 

I pointed to a spot on the other side of the room. I didn't want Ponce too close. I was afraid that both of my boys would get nervous. I knew the gay thing was a really big deal with young men. "Ponce go over there and get on your knees. My lover has given you permission to watch while he fucks me." 

Ponce did as he was told. 

I turned to Danny. "Come on stud man let's play." 

While I was still facing Ponce, I straddled Danny so that my pussy was right over his cock. He grabbed his erection and rubbed the head against the lips of my cunt. I reached down, opened myself to him and gasped as his cock head made contact with my clit. 

Danny and I were getting increasingly excited. We quickly forgot about Ponce. Our attention was now focused on our own satisfaction. 

Suddenly Danny picked me up and spun me around. I didn't fight him. I didn't even question what he was doing. I just submitted to his will. At that moment I belonged to him. All I cared about was his cock. I wanted it inside me. 

I shuddered as Danny slowly lowered me onto his erection. Once his cock was completely inside of me I sat perfectly still. I wanted to savor the sensation of having that big cock buried in my cunt. 

Danny was the first one to move. He started by fondling my breasts. I responded by rocking back and forth on his cock. At first I moved slowly, but my motion quickly got faster and more forceful. Danny began moving his hips and matched my pace. We fell into a rhythm. It wasn't a gentle tempo. We weren't making love, we were fucking.

I don't know how long we carried on like this. It didn't really matter, neither of us cared about time. Danny was the one who finally stopped it. He lifted me off of his cock and rolled me over so I was lying on my back on the couch.

While Danny was mounting me I glanced over at Ponce. He was still on his knees watching us with rapt attention. Knowing my baby was in the room witnessing this added to the thrill of the fuck.

Once Danny was on top of me he pushed his cock back into my cunt. He was in complete control now. He had me pinned to the couch. I was his to use as he chose. Danny was beginning to understand that I liked it a little rough, so he chose to fuck me hard.

As Danny pumped his cock in and out of my cunt I got more and more excited. Erotic tension was building in my loins. The pleasure I was feeling was driving me to insanity. Suddenly I screamed as the building tension reached a maddening crescendo and burst into waves of ecstasy that rippled through my body. 

Danny was merciless. He kept fucking me right through my orgasm. As the waves of pleasure were subsiding in my body, I felt his muscles tense. I cried when I felt the first spurt of Danny's semen shoot into my womb.

As soon as Danny finished ejaculating he collapsed onto my chest and for a minute or two we both lay still. We were enjoying that period of peace and contentment that follows an intense session of love making. 

I felt Danny's cock soften while he was lying on top of me. There was a moment of regret when it slipped from my cunt. 

Danny rolled off of me and we lay snuggled together on the couch. I was happy. It would have been very easy to fall asleep on his shoulder, but I couldn't do that. I still had to play with my big baby. 

I sat up, stared at Ponce and spread my legs. We both looked at my cunt. Danny's cum was smeared everywhere. 

"Slave, my lover left a mess." These were words from a story that Ponce and I had read together on the Internet before I went to work that morning. He winked at me, he remembered the story. 

I winked back at him and continued. "You need to be a good little cuckold and come over and do your cleanup chores." 

Ponce stood up and waited. He knew exactly what I was going to say next. It was part of the story. 

"Get back down on your knees wimp. No one gave you permission to stand in the presence of my lover." 

Ponce dropped to his knees. 

Next to me Danny whispered. "Holy shit! This is pretty hot." 

I jammed my elbow into his ribs. "Hush!" 

I refocused my attention on Ponce. "Remember your place wimp. Crawl over to us." 

Ponce crawled over. When he was between my legs I said, "Clean me." It was a command. 

Danny gasped as Ponce started to lick his cum from my pussy. 

As Ponce licked me my level of excitement began to rise. 

I glanced at Danny. His shriveled cock was growing. I started stroking it while Ponce continued to eat my cunt. It wasn't long before Danny had another erection. 

I turned to Ponce. "Get up on the couch and lick my ass while I suck my lovers cock." 

I pulled on Danny's arm. "This will work better if you stand up." 

As soon as Danny was standing I turned to Ponce. "Lie on your back so I can sit on your face." 

I mounted Ponce's face and started sucking Danny's cock. At that moment we took a giant step toward learning to enjoy sex as a threesome. 

This was a very exciting situation for all of us. It didn't take long for Ponce to bring me to an orgasm and it didn't take me long to make Danny cum again. 

When we were done we all sat on the couch. The three of us were so happy that we were giddy.

Suddenly Danny shocked both Ponce and me. 

He noticed his cum dripping from my lips. He turned to his friend. "Wimp you have some more cleanup to do." 

Danny and Ponce stared at each other. I wasn't sure how this was going to go. After a moment they both broke into smiles. Ponce leaned over, kissed me and licked Danny's semen off of my face. When he was done the three of us sat together quietly for a moment and then Danny looked at Ponce. 

"Was it okay that I said that Ponce?" He smiled. "You know you're my best friend. You always will be. April described this stuff as a game you guys like to play. I guess I just wanted to play to. I'm sorry if I insulted you. I didn't mean to." 

Ponce grinned at his friend. "It was okay. It was part of the game. Thats how I took it. I'm glad you said it. I think it made it more fun." 

I laughed. "I don't know about you guys, but I thought the part with the three of us together was absolutely fabulous." 

Danny and Ponce both started laughing. 

Danny said, "I agree, it was pretty hot." 

I looked at Ponce. "Baby we still have one major detail left to take care of." 

He smiled. "I know. I was hoping you wouldn't forget." 

I punched his arm. "Shut up! I would never forget this part." 

I turned to Danny. "Baby go get us three more beers. I think all three of us deserve some refreshment." 

I quickly pulled Ponce's jeans down and climbed on top of him. I was still wet from fucking Danny so he easily slipped into me. My big cuckold's cock was even larger than Danny's. It felt very good inside me. 

It didn't take long. Ponce still didn't have very good control. When I felt him ejaculate, I thought to myself that we were going to have to work on his ability to keep from cumming so quickly." 

Danny returned with the beers while Ponce was having his orgasm. When he was done I got off of him and ran into the bathroom. I got a wash cloth and cleaned myself. The games were over. 

I brought the wash cloth out to the living room and cleaned both Ponce and Danny. When I was finished we opened our beers and started to talk. 

We talked all night. At first we discussed our sex games, but eventually we started to tell each other about our lives. That night Danny, Ponce and I became inseparable friends.



April's Story Ch. 07



Note: This story is the seventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



At 5:00 am we finally got tired. Danny went to his room and Ponce and I retired to his room. I loved sleeping with Ponce. His arms were so big and so strong. I felt safe when I was in his bed. 

When I awoke the next morning I was alone. I looked at the clock. It was 11:00 am. I had to pee. I got up and made my way to the bathroom. I didn't bother to put on any clothes. When I passed through the living room I saw my two boys. 

They both called to me. "Good morning April." 

I just nodded to them. I was in a hurry. 

I relieved myself, brushed my teeth, washed my face and combed my hair. When I came out of the bathroom Ponce was waiting with one of his tee shirts. 

He tossed it to me. "You liked wearing one of these yesterday morning. I thought you might like another one today." 

My baby was so sweet. I smiled at him as I pulled it on. "Thank you." I giggled. "I think your tee shirts might become my favorite outfits." 

Danny was setting the table. "April we have breakfast." 

My boys had been to MacDonald's. Danny was putting three deluxe breakfasts and three cups of coffee on the table. 

I sat down. I was kind of overwhelmed. I was used to dating guys like Brad Stewart. Danny and Ponce actually cared about me. 

All three of us were hungry. For a few minutes we ate voraciously. When our appetites were finally sated we relaxed, sipped our coffee and talked. At first we made small talk. The magic of the previous night was still in all of our minds, but we had to find a way to recapture it. 

Suddenly Danny got very serious. "April we both really like you. We really like you a lot." He smiled. "My shy buddy here is madly in love with you." He turned to Ponce. "Sorry Ponce, but you've told me how you feel. I'm not going to let you keep it a secret because you're too shy to tell her." 

I smiled at both of them. "I like both of you very very much." I turned to Ponce. "Baby I'm falling in love with you to, so you don't have to be shy." 

Ponce grinned. "April I want to be the one to ask you this." He paused. "Danny and I have been talking this morning. We were wondering if you'd like to live with us. You wouldn't have to pay rent or anything, we'll take care of that. We'd both just really liked it if you lived here. If you want, you could sleep in my room with me." He looked at the floor. "Or I could sleep in the living room and you could have my room." 

I broke out laughing. I couldn't help it, he was so cute. I got up, walked over and sat on his lap. "Ponce baby, I won't even consider living here if you and I can't sleep together." I kissed him. "Sweetheart I loved last night. I love sleeping in your arms."

Ponce blushed. 

I turned to Danny. "You're cool with this?" 

He nodded. "I brought it up to Ponce."

I smiled at him. "Thank you." 

I turned back to Ponce. "I would love to live with you guys." I stopped to think. "I have to keep my dorm room." I shrugged. "It doesn't really matter, It's part of my scholarship." I thought some more. "I am sure it will be okay with Mandy. She'll have the equivalent of a single room. I'll also need to keep the room to keep my parents happy. I'm not sure how they would feel if they knew their daughter was moving in with two guys." I laughed. "Actually I am pretty sure I know how they'd feel." 

Ponce smiled at me. "Can we go get your clothes today?" 

I nodded. "Yes, I'd love that." I paused. "I still have to go to work today. Can we do this before I go to work? 

Ponce nodded, "Of course we can." 

I looked at my boys. "One other thing. If I move in here, there are going to be some changes." 

They both looked at me. 

"First of all, we're going to go to the grocery store. We're going to stock the refrigerator. All three of us are going to start cooking. We're going to eat real meals." 

They both smiled and nodded. This was fine with them. 

My facial expression got very serious. "You two are also going to start going to class. I want a copy of both of your class schedules. If you're not in class, I'll want to know the reason why." 

Danny and Ponce looked at each other. 

I laughed. "You got it boys. I am not hanging around with dead beats. If I move in with the two of you, you're going to be students and you're going to graduate." 

I waited for a moment to let this sink in and then I continued. "We're also going to have some regularly scheduled study times." I looked at them. "Are there any questions?" 

They both shook their heads and said in unison, "No maam."

After breakfast Ponce and I went to my dorm room. Mandy was there. I explained what was happening. She was excited, I was moving in with the two hottest guys on the campus. 

I packed up some clothes and my makeup kit. When I was ready to leave, I turned to her. "Mandy would you like to go out on a date with Danny Gerard?" 

Mandy looked at me and screamed. "Shut up." 

I laughed. "No Mandy I'm serious. Would you like to go out with Danny?" I looked at her. "Mandy he already told me he thinks you're cute." 

"Danny Gerard knows who I am!" 

"Yes, he knows who you are. Now do you want to go out with him?'" 

"Hell yes!" 

"All right, I'll have him call you. The two of you can double date with Ponce and me" 

Ponce and I grabbed my stuff and took it to his truck. When we got back to the apartment Danny was there. After we put my things in Ponce's room we joined him in the living room. He was trying to watch an NFL football game. Trying was the key word. The boys television was old and decrepit. The primary color was rose pink and it only got 3 channels. 

Ponce and I sat down on the couch. "I told Mandy you wanted to go out with her." 

Danny nodded. "Good, when are we going out?" 

I picked up a copy of Penthouse from the coffee table and threw it at him. 

"You still have to call her and ask her out. I'm not going to do everything for you." 

"Yeah okay, I'll call her this afternoon." He picked up the Penthouse. "You could be more careful with our literature." 

I laughed. "I think I'm going to throw out all your dirty magazines. You shouldn't need them anymore. The two of you have me to look at." 

Danny started laughing. "Can we expect you to walk around the apartment naked all the time?" 

"Why? Am I living with a couple of satyrs. Is sex all you guys ever think about?" 

Ponce and Danny looked at each other and started laughing again. Ponce kissed my cheek and said, "Once in a while we think about basketball and football, otherwise sex is pretty much it." 

I threw up my arms. "I'm living with two perverts." 

Danny grinned at me. "You're a lucky girl aren't you." 

I nodded. "Yes, I most certainly am."

Ponce dropped me off at The Silly Squirrel at 3:00. He picked me up at 9:05. 

I had two pizzas with me. The pizzas from The Squirrel weren't very good. They put lots of sugar in their sauce, they want kids to like them. Still, I thought my big baby would love some pizza tonight. The price was also right, they were free. 

My suspicion was correct. Ponce's eyes lit up when he saw me carrying them. When I got into his truck he asked, "Are those for us?" 

I shook my head. My baby was the most insecure guy in the western hemisphere. "Yes, sweetheart." I paused. "Actually I ate at work, these are for you and Danny." 

He smiled. "Thanks April, I love pizza." 

"Ponce these aren't very good pizzas." 

Ponce smiled. "April there is no such thing as bad pizza. How much did they cost you?" 

"They were free." 

Ponce looked at me like I was an idiot. "April free pizza is the best kind." 

I chuckled. I was slowly learning about living with boys. 

As we pulled away from the curb Ponce said, "Danny called Mandy. He's out with her right now. They went down to Murphy's Bar to watch Sunday Night Football." 

"Ponce do you want to go down there and watch the game with them?" 

He smiled at me. "Not when the alternative is spending an evening alone with you." 

I cuddled up next to Ponce. He might have been shy and unsophisticated about women, but he always seemed to say exactly the right thing to me. I smiled to myself, honesty and kindness were two qualities that were worth a lot in a guy. 

When we pulled up in front of the apartment I looked at Ponce and said, "So we have the place to ourselves right?' 

Ponce grinned at me. "We're all alone." 

"We could do anything we want tonight, correct?" 

Ponce nodded. "That's right." 

"Got any thoughts about how we might spend the evening?" 

After he put the truck in park Ponce winked at me and said, "Yes I do Mistress." 

I giggled. "Sweetie I think we're going to have a very fun evening."

When we got into the apartment Ponce said, "I made some space in my dresser and my closet so you can put some of your things away. This week we can go to the used furniture store and get you a dresser of your own. You'll have to tell me what other furniture you want." 

I put my arms around Ponce's neck and kissed him. "Thank you." I paused "Ponce why don't you eat some pizza while I unpack. When you're done eating we can play for a little while." 

Ponce disappeared into the kitchen. I unpacked my underwear and put it into one of the empty dresser drawers. I was putting my tee shirts away when Ponce came back into the bedroom. 

I turned to him. "Are you filled up?" 

He smiled. "Yes I am. Thank you for bringing that home April. I put the rest in the refrigerator for Danny." 

"You're welcome sweetheart." I put my arms around my boy. "I think it's time for my slave to undress me and give me a bath." 

Ponce smiled. "I'll go start running the water in the tub." 

He disappeared into the bathroom. When he came back he started helping me get undressed. Ponce was a good slave and obediently assisted me as I removed each article of clothing I was wearing. Every time we took something off, he carefully folded it and put it away. 

Once we'd removed everything except for my panties Ponce got on his knees in front of me and slowly pulled them down. After he exposed my pussy he kissed me. His kisses were soft and gentle. I sighed when I felt his tongue probe the space between my cunt lips. 

After a moment he turned me around and pulled my panties away from my ass. I took a deep breath when I felt him spread my cheeks and start to kiss and lick my asshole.

I could have let him do that for the rest of the evening, but we had games to play. The fun was just beginning. I turned around and faced Ponce. "Slave, stand up and take your clothes off. I want you naked when you serve me."

Ponce grinned at me, stood up and quickly removed his clothing. When he was naked I made him stand in front of me so I could inspect him. I loved his huge muscular body. It was an incredible thrill to know that I could dominate this large, powerful man.  

I grabbed Ponce's hand and led him into the bathroom . He got on his knees and tested the water temperature with his hand. 

"Goddess April, your bath is ready."

We were both giggling as I stepped into the bathtub and sat down. I lay back in the hot soapy water and closed my eyes. I was always a shower girl, baths were a luxury for me. Having a boy wash me was an experience that I'd never even dreamed about. 

When Ponce picked up a wash cloth. I made a mental note that we were going to have to buy some bath sponges. 

My slave tried to start by washing my pussy. I stopped him. That privilege would only be granted after he'd given me a proper bath.

After that, Ponce hesitated, it was obvious that he wasn't sure about how he should begin. I gave him some quick instructions. He was a good student. He started by washing my face and then he moved on to my neck and shoulders. He methodically worked his way down my body. We both enjoyed the time he spent washing my breasts. I made him bathe my legs and feet before I let him wash my pussy and ass. 

Ponce spent a long time washing my feet. It was becoming very clear to me that he had a special appreciation for this part of my body. I decided that after my bath I needed to explore this fascination of his much more thoroughly. 

Once he'd finished washing the rest of me I allowed Ponce to wash my pussy and my ass. I very nearly had an orgasm when I felt the wash cloth rubbing against my clitoris. 

After my bath was complete, I got out of the tub. Ponce covered me with a clean bath towel and dried me off. This was the pinnacle of decadent pleasure. Once I was dry I led my baby to the bedroom. 

As soon as we got into the bedroom I sat down on Ponce's bed. Ponce stood in front of me waiting for my command. 

I nodded to him and said, "Get down on you knees."

Ponce started to kneel on the bed next to me. I stopped him. "Not on the bed wimp! Get down on the floor. I only allow real men to share my bed. Cuckold pussies like you have to grovel on the floor." 

The Internet stories were a wonderful source of inspiration for us in our early attempts at game playing. I frequently found my self quoting them. Ponce loved every minute of it.

Once he was on his knees next to the bed. I spread my legs for him and pointed at my cunt. "Would you like to kiss this pussy?" I leered at him. "You would wouldn't you." I started to play with myself. "It's a beautiful pussy isn't it. It's just waiting for your tongue. I wish I could let you lick it right now." I sighed. It was a pretend sigh. "But I'm not sure you're worthy. Tonight you're going to have to earn the right to kiss my cunt." 

I lay back on the bed, raised my legs and extended my feet so that they were nearly touching his nose. "Look at my feet Ponce. They're also beautiful." I frowned. "I think you've been neglecting them. They need your attention." 

My voice got very quiet. "Kiss them Ponce, kiss the soles of my feet." I paused. "After you've properly kissed the soles of my feet I want you to kiss my toes. I want you to make love to each of my toes for me."

Ponce solemnly took one of my feet in his hands. At first he caressed it and then he placed a gentle kiss on the ball of my foot. 

The air was filled with erotic tension. We were both wildly excited.

Ponce started to make love to my feet. His eyes were closed. It almost seemed like he was worshiping me. The feeling of power was magnificent. Every nerve in my body was tingling. It was almost as good as having my ass licked. 

I started playing with my cunt while my slave continued kissing and licking each of my toes. It wasn't long before I had an orgasm. Ponce waited obediently while I recovered and then he started worshiping my feet again. My second orgasm came almost immediately.

After I recovered from my second orgasm I rolled over onto my stomach and stared into my kneeling baby's eyes. "This game is wonderful. Ponce I want you to be my love slave forever." 

Ponce laughed. "April there is nothing in the world that would make me happier." 

I giggled, "Prove it." I turned around. "Lick my ass." 

My heart started to race when I felt Ponce's big hands pull my cheeks apart. I closed my eyes and sighed as I felt his tongue push its way into my asshole. 

I don't know how long Ponce kissed and licked my ass. I didn't care, I was having too much fun to worry about time. It was the onset of fatigue that finally caused me to stop him and roll over. 

I sat up and stared at Ponce. He was still kneeling on the floor next to the bed. I lasciviously spread my legs and started rubbing my clit. As I rubbed myself I remembered the story that Ponce and I read yesterday afternoon. I thought of the words that the dominant wife said to her submissive husband after her lover left. 

I grinned at Ponce and repeated them. "Cucky, you've been a very attentive slave this evening. You've earned your reward." I pulled the lips of my pussy apart. "I'm going to grant you the privilege of licking my cunt." 

Ponce smiled at me. He also remembered the story. He knew exactly what to do. He crawled closer to me and tried to kiss my cunt. 

I reached out and slapped him. I didn't hurt him, he was ready for the slap. He knew I was going to do it. We were both following the story line. 

"NO! No! No! Cucky, where are your manners? You are well aware of the fact that a good slave thanks his mistress whenever she generously grants him a privilege." 

Ponce bowed his head. "Goddess April, thank you for allowing me to pleasure you by kissing and licking your cunt." 

"That's very good cucky, but you shouldn't have to be reminded about good manners. You need to beg me to forgive you." 

Ponce kept his head bowed. "Mistress April I apologize for my insolent behavior. I beg you to pardon me. I fully acknowledge that I should be eternally grateful anytime you grant me the privilege of touching your divine body. I understand that it was an unforgivable error to attempt to touch you without first properly expressing my gratitude. I fervently hope that you will be charitable and find it in your heart to forgive me." 

Ponce was good. He remembered the submissive husband's response with incredible accuracy. 

I wanted to continue to be serious, but I started to giggle. Once he saw me giggling Ponce also started giggling. Suddenly we both burst into laughter. We were young. We just couldn't be that serious for very long. 

I looked at Ponce. I was laughing so hard that I could barely talk. I was just barely able to utter the words "Fuck it, just eat me." 

Ponce was still laughing as he went down on me. 

The pleasant feel of his tongue sobered my mood immediately. It didn't take long for Ponce to bring me to my third orgasm of the evening. 

I pulled Ponce up off the floor so he was next to me. We cuddled on the bed together for a few minutes while I recovered from my orgasm. 

As we lay together I kissed him and said. "You're really a fun playmate." 

Ponce laughed. "The feeling is mutual." 

"Are you ready for your real reward?" 

Ponce smiled. "Yes, I can't wait." 

"I want to give you a blow job tonight. Would that be okay with you?" 

Ponce nodded. "I'd love that." 

"Sweetheart, I want you to start working on your ability to keep from cumming right away. Tonight I want you to concentrate on maintaining control, Okay?" 

"I'll try April." 

As I went down on Ponce I glanced at the clock and noted the time. 

I looked at his cock. It was standing straight up. I stared at it for a moment and then I gingerly picked it up. Ponce sighed when I put it into my mouth. I smiled. It was fun to dominate my big boy, but I also enjoyed giving him pleasure. 

I watched the clock out of the corner of my eye while I gave him his blow job. Ponce did very well. After two minutes I said, "Very good, you've lasted for a full two minutes. Relax now sweetheart. Let yourself go." I started stroking Ponce while I sucked him. It was a matter of seconds before I felt the familiar tension building in his muscles. 

Just before Ponce was about to cum I pulled his cock out of my mouth. I wanted to watch him ejaculate. I pointed his erection straight up and pumped it vigorously.  I was amazed to see the first spurt of semen shoot a foot into the air. Each succeeding spurt was just a little less powerful. After the fourth spurt his ejaculation turned into a dribble. I kept pumping his cock with my hand until the dribble stopped. 

I looked at my baby, He was grinning at me. There was a pool of semen on his chest and stomach. I scooped some up with my fingers and stared at Ponce while I licked my fingers clean. 




April's Story Ch. 07



I scooped up some more and put my fingers to his lips. "Your turn". 

Ponce smiled and licked his semen off of my fingers.

After that we took turns until all of his cum was gone.



April's Story Ch. 08



Note: This story is the eighth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



Ponce and I lay cuddled together in his bed. I was feeling very relaxed, but I wasn't sleepy. I kissed his cheek and said, "Want to get up and watch television for a little while.?" 

Ponce smiled at me. "I'd love to." 

I jumped out of bed and pulled my baby up. "Got a clean tee shirt for me?" 

Ponce went to his dresser drawer, took out a tee shirt and tossed it to me. I pulled it on. 

Ponce put on a pair of gym shorts. As we walked into the living room I said, "Why don't you get us two beers." Beer was the beverage of choice for both of my boys. I was determined that I was going to learn to like it. 

Ponce got our beers and joined me on the couch. I was trying to find the sports news on their broken down, old television. I wanted to find out who won the football game. As Ponce sat down I said, "We have to do something about this TV." 

He smiled. "If we do well at the Tomb tomorrow night we'll be able to buy a new one." 

I looked at him. "What's the Tomb?" 

"It's another name for the 7th Street Rec Center. Remember? That's the place where we're going to play basketball tomorrow night." 

"Why do they call it the Tomb?" 

"You'll understand when you see it. It's an old stone building that looks a little bit like ancient tomb." 

I nodded. "Tell me more about this game tomorrow night." 

"What do you want to know?" 

"I don't understand how we're going to make money." 

"This is a late night illegal gambling game. There will be guys at the door keeping anyone out who doesn't belong there. You have to know someone to get in. Once were inside, you're going to be amazed. Anything goes. It's a basketball tournament, but it's also a very wild party. The gym is going to be full of spectators. They're going to be watching and placing bets throughout the tournament. On one of the side lines there are usually six to eight men who act as "bookies". They work together. They set the odds for each team and take bets." 

Ponce looked at me to see if I was following him. "They work like all bookies. They try to get the same amount of money bet on each team so that they can't lose if there's an upset. They make their money by taking a percentage of the betting handle." 

He smiled at me. "Here's why we want you with us. We're hoping that everyone will see that we have a little white girl on our team and dismiss us as a joke. That should make the odds on us skyrocket. It's very important for you to not look too impressive during the warmups." 

He paused. "Do you have much money saved up?" 

"Some, but I don't want to lose it." 

"Its always possible that you might. There will be some very good basketball players there, but we think we have an excellent chance to win. We think the odds on us might go as high as twelve or even fifteen to one. If you bet $60.00 at twelve to one, you'll get $780.00 back. That's $720.00 plus the $60.00 you originally bet. The bookies will take ten percent so you'll actually receive about $700.00." 

I looked at Ponce. "Do you guys really think we have a chance to win?" 

He smiled. "It's the only reason were going." Ponce paused. "Tomorrow night is the night to bet. It will be the only time we have a chance to make a killing on you. After tomorrow night they'll know about you. The odds on us will never get this high again. I'm bringing $100.00 to bet. Danny will bet more than I will and Jamal may bet as much as $300.00." 

"Won't our bets affect the odds?' 

"A little bit, but a lot of money gets bet on these games. There'll be guys there who are betting as much as a thousand dollars or more. 

"Is this dangerous?' 

"A little, Darbs and Jamal know everyone so we should be okay. We do have to stay together." He paused and looked at me. "Tomorrow night you stay next to me at all times, Do you understand?" 

I nodded. "Yes sir, I understand." 

The late night sports news came on. I cuddled up next to Ponce. We were both watching. We wanted to know how the NFL game had come out. 

As I was taking a sip of my beer I heard Danny's key in the lock. The door opened and Danny and Mandy stepped into the apartment. They were giggling, I was pretty sure that both of them were drunk. 

I smiled at them. "It looks like the two of you had a pretty good time tonight." 

Mandy walked over to me and said, "I had a wonderful time." She leaned forward and whispered into my ear. It didn't matter that she was whispering, everyone could still hear her. "Danny is really cute. I can't wait to go to bed with him." 

I smiled. "Mandy I think that Danny just heard that." 

She put her hand over her mouth and said, "Whoops." 

There was no longer any doubt. Mandy was spiffed. 

Danny took her hand. "I did overhear that my dear and I am more than happy to oblige you. Let us retire to my bedroom." 

As Danny pulled her towards his room Mandy giggled and said "He really is cute." 

Just as they were about to disappear into Danny's room Ponce yelled, "Hey Dan, who won the game?" 

Danny looked back, "The Bears, the final score was 27 to 17. It was a good game." He waved at us and closed his bedroom door. 

Ponce turned to me. "Well now we know, are you ready to go to bed?" 

I yawned. I was tired. "Yes I'm ready." 

We went into the bathroom and washed our faces and brushed our teeth. I felt like we were an old married couple getting ready for bed. It was nice. 

When we got into bed I pulled Ponce's arm out so I could cuddle up to his shoulder and side. For a moment we quietly lay there and enjoyed the soft feel of our bodies pressing against each other. 

Suddenly we heard screams from Danny's bedroom. It was Mandy. She was having an orgasm. 

We both started to giggle. I looked at Ponce. "Is that getting you horny again big boy." 

Ponce squeezed me and said, "I get a lot hornier when I know that it's you in there with Danny." 

I rolled over on my side and kissed him. "Oh my, you are becoming my little cuckold aren't you." 

Ponce just smiled. 

Monday morning Ponce and I were up by 7:00. I made coffee while Ponce was in the shower. 

On Sunday, Danny and Ponce had both given me their class schedules. They were now posted on the refrigerator door. I checked them. All three of us had an 8:00 class. 

I pounded on Danny's door. "Don Juan it's time to get up. You have a biology class in less than one hour. Remember that you promised me you'd start going to class if I moved in with the two of you. I'm holding you to your promise." 

I heard movement in Danny's bedroom. His door opened. He was naked. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Shit April, you've lived here for one day and you're already turning into my mother." 

I looked at him and started laughing. "Your mother doesn't suck your cock. Now go get dressed!" 

I leaned into Danny's room. Mandy was still under the covers. "Mandy Williams get your butt out of that bed. I happen to know that you also have an 8:00 class. We're all getting dressed and going to MacDonald's for breakfast. I haven't taught these boys how to find a grocery store yet." 

For the next 15 minutes there was much grumbling and cursing as everyone raced around getting dressed. 

We stopped at MacDonald's on our way to school. As I watched Ponce pay for our breakfasts I resolved that we would get to the grocery store that afternoon. Breakfast at home would be much cheaper. 

When we got to the campus we all went our separate ways. Ponce, Danny and I agreed to meet in the grill at 10:00. 

At 10:00 the grill was packed. When I arrived, Ponce and Danny were already there. They were seated with Jamal and Darbs. As soon as he saw me Ponce got up, found a chair and placed it next to him. 

As I sat down Jamal smiled. "Are you ready for tonight April?" 

I smiled back. "I guess so. I'm a little nervous. This is almost like playing organized basketball." 

Darbs shook his head. "There's a big difference April. In this game if we win we make money." 

"I know but the pressure is back." 

Jamal looked at me. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to ." 

"Thanks Jamal." I shook my head. "I'll be okay, I'll play." 

Jamal smiled. "Good," He turned to everyone. "Take a nap this evening. The games are late at night. Eat a good supper." He looked at Ponce and Danny. "No beer before the games. We'll pick you guys up at 10:45. We need to be at the Tomb by 11:30. The games start at midnight." He turned to me. "April bring some gambling money. This is a very good bet. I'm pretty sure that we can win. You want to benefit from what we're doing." 

Jamal and Darbs stood up. Jamal said, "We have to get going, are there any questions?" 

We all shook our heads. 

"Good we'll see you at your place at 10:45." 

Ponce, Danny and I went to our afternoon classes. At 2:00 we met back at the grill. 

We ran two important errands on our way home. We stopped at the cash machine and the grocery store. At the cash machine I got $175.00. I needed $20.00 for my share of the entry fee. I decided that I was going to bet $100.00. The extra $55.00 was for groceries 

We studied for an hour when we got home. Ponce was supposed to go into work at 11:00. He called in sick. 

At 5:30 I made us a huge batch of spaghetti for dinner. We ate part and froze the rest. We were starting a new era of homemaking at our apartment. 

While we ate Danny told me a little bit more about the tournament. 

"They run these tournaments four nights a week. Monday night is 5 on 5 basketball. This is the night that draws the big crowds, especially in the fall. Everyone watches Monday night football in the bars. The game ends at about the same time the action at the tournament starts." 

"What do you mean by action?" 

Both Ponce and Danny laughed. 

Danny smiled. "April you have never seen anything like what you're going to see tonight. This is a group of adults having fun. It's orderly and safe, but it is very wild."

"I still don't understand."

"Just wait, it's hard to describe. You have to see this to believe it." 

He paused. After a moment he continued. "There are also tournaments on three other nights of the week. Tomorrow night is 2 on 2 night. Wednesday is 3 on 3 night. Thursday is 1 on 1. Thursday night is also huge betting night. Jamal wins a lot of money on Thursday nights." 

"I take it that the two of you have been there before." 

Danny nodded. "Ponce and I have played in both the 2 on 2 and the 3 on 3 nights. We've won the 2 on 2 tournament twice." 

After dinner we went into the living room. I sat on Ponce's face while I gave Danny a blow job. After Danny and I both had orgasms I gave Ponce a blow job. 

At 6:30 we went to bed and slept for 3 hours. 

All three of us were up and ready to go when Jamal arrived at 10:45.



April's Story Ch. 09



Note: This story is the ninth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

All people, places, businesses and organizations in my stories are fictional. They are creations of my imagination. If by some coincidence I have accidentally chosen a real person, place, business or organization it is an accident and purely coincidental. 

Late night basketball games played for money do exist in some of our major cities.

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The Tomb

In May of 1935 President Franklin D. Roosevelt created the Works Project Administration. 1935 was the height of the Great Depression in the United States. The WPA was a massive nationwide effort to get the throngs of unemployed Americans back to work. This program created parks, roads, damns, bridges and public buildings. 

The 7th Street Recreation Center was one of the buildings created by the WPA. The rec center was built in 1937 out of granite dug from a quarry in the upper peninsula of Michigan. The combination of quality materials and an unlimited labor force resulted in the construction of a nearly indestructible fortress. 

Most of the building was a sprawling one story section of offices and meeting spaces. The central core of the building was a two story structure with an arched roof that resembled an aircraft hangar. Someone decided that the heavy granite construction coupled with the unusual shape of the roof made the building look like an ancient Mesopotamian tomb. The building actually looked nothing like a Mesopotamian tomb, but no one in the neighborhood had ever seen one, so the name stuck. By 1940 the rec center was affectionately known to most of the neighborhood residents as the "Tomb". 

The Tomb was at the height of its glory during the years immediately before and after World War II. The immense central core of the building housed a huge amphitheater that served as both a gymnasium and an assembly hall. 

This hall hosted the birth and development of several labor unions and political movements. During his Congressional witch hunts of the early 1950's Senator Joseph McCarthy once referred to The Tomb as one of the early homes of the Communist Party in the United States. 

By 1955 urban blight had destroyed the neighborhood surrounding the Tomb. The building became the victim of vandalism and neglect. By 1965 the interior of the Tomb was a shambles. In 1969, the building was boarded up and abandoned. 

For the next twenty years it sat empty and ignored. Its only reasons for existence seemed to be to provide shelter for the local vagrants and to serve as a convenient surface to display the work of the neighborhood graffiti artists. 

In 1989 a group calling itself the African American Cultural Preservation Association took up the cause of the Tomb. The first step in their campaign was to persuade the Federal Government to turn over ownership of the structure to them. The group was persistent in their efforts and in 1993 the government sold them the Tomb for $1.00 with the stipulation that they complete a total renovation within ten years. 

They spent the next three years applying for a combination of public and private grants. By the end of 1996 they had accumulated enough money to start the renovation. During the early stages of the remodeling process they diligently continued their fund raising efforts. By the fall of 1997 they had enough funding to complete the renovation. 

The new Tomb opened in the fall of 1999. It contained a neighborhood health clinic, a day care center for working mothers and an African American cultural center. These were all very important to the community, but the real show piece of the new Tomb was what was done to the old amphitheater. It was now a state of the art basketball arena. It had two full side by side basketball courts complete with scoreboards and bleachers. 

Everyday when school got out, the neighborhood teenagers flocked to the Tomb to play their favorite game. The building teemed with adolescent energy until 9:30 every night. At 9:30 the building closed and the kids were sent home.

At 11:00 the Tomb reopened. The character of the late night Tomb was much different than its daytime counterpart. 

The Health Clinic, The Day Care Center and the African American Cultural Center were now all closed. 

In the daytime the basketball court was a home for countless teenagers pursuing their dream of playing in the NBA. At night the basketball court became the scene of a wild bacchanal for adults featuring basketball, alcohol, drugs and sex. 

The host of this party was a large black man named Big Reggie Diamond. Big Reggie was a local bookie. He and his entourage operated out of The Black Knight. The Black Knight was a notorious downtown Gentleman's Club that he owned. 

The African American Cultural Preservation Association leased the late night use of the Tomb to Big Reggie. As part of the lease they demanded that he make sure that nothing happened at night that would give the Tomb a bad name. 

Big Reggie had a small army of security guards that vigilantly policed the building. They weren't there to interfere with the party, they were there to prevent violent crime. If someone's behavior got out of control they were forcefully shown the door.

Big Reggie's security force also guarded the door. If you didn't know someone, you didn't get in.

When Darb's and Jamal arrived at our apartment we all got into Darb's car. He drove an old Lincoln Continental. It was nice. We could all fit into it. As we got in I noticed an extra passenger. She was a large African American girl in her early twenties.  

Darbs quickly introduced us. "This is my cousin Chantal. Chantal this is April, Danny and Ponce." 

Chantal smiled. "Hi everyone. It's nice to meet all of you." 

Jamal quickly explained. "Chantal is primarily going along to watch our things while we're on the floor playing. She'll also be registered as a team member in case anyone gets hurt. Chantal did play high school basketball so she can help us in an emergency." 

Chantal laughed. "I wasn't anywhere near as good as you April. You were really fun to watch in the State Tournament last year." 

I blushed and said, "Thank you." I paused for a moment and then I asked. "Where did you play Chantal?" 

"At Jefferson High School in the City Conference." 

During the trip to the Tomb we all took turns talking about our high school basketball careers. It was fun. As we talked I realized that I was in the company of some very elite high school players. 

Ponce was on the All State team in Wisconsin, Danny was on the All State team in Indiana and Jamal was on the All State team in Michigan. 

Suddenly Darbs interrupted the conversation. "There's the Tomb. Jamal where should I park?" 

Jamal looked around. "Under that street light over there." 

The Tomb was in a bad neighborhood. You had to worry about where you left the car. 

As soon as we were parked, Jamal turned to us. "Okay let's have your betting money." 

Darbs took out a pad and pencil. When Jamal called off our name, we handed him the amount of money we wanted to bet along with our $20.00 entry fee. I took a deep breath and handed him $120.00. I noticed that Ponce did the same thing. Danny gave him $220.00. When we gave him the money Jamal carefully counted it and Darbs wrote the amount down on his pad. 

Once we were done we all got out of the car and walked up to the building. I smiled when I saw it. It really did look like a tomb. 

We were stopped at the door by two well muscled young African American men wearing tight fitting black turtleneck shirts and maroon berets. This was the uniform of Big Reggie Diamond's security police. 

One of the guards looked at us and said, "What's your business here?" 

Jamal answered. "We're entered as a team. Mr. Diamond knows us. I'm Jamal Wright." 

The other guard looked at a clipboard. "His name is right here." He looked up. "How many do you have?" 

Jamal answered. "Six including me." 

"Okay, go check in with Mr. Diamond" 

The guards stepped aside. We entered the Tomb.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I encountered when we walked into the basketball arena. There must have already been five or six hundred people in there. 

As we entered I noticed that the spectators were being charged $5.00 each to get in. Big Reggie wasn't losing any money.

While we stood in the door to the gym, a young woman walked up to Danny "Hey cutie, want to go around the corner and party with me. One hundred dollars gets you the best blow job in the city."

Danny smiled at her and said, "No thank you, maybe some other time."

The girl nodded. "Okay Sweetie. My name is Sandy. I'll be here all night in case you change your mind."

As we walked into the arena I whispered to Danny. "I'd like to know what she does that I don't do."

Danny laughed. "Give me a hundred bucks and I'll do some research for you."

I hit him on the arm. "No way stud."

I turned my attention back to the arena. The unmistakable odor of marijuana hung in the air. I looked around. People were openly passing blunts back and forth.

We made our way across the floor. I was gawking like a twelve year old at the circus. Over by the wall a man was selling half pints of liquor. He had bottles of vodka, brandy and bourbon whiskey. The sign next to him said 1/2 pints $10.00. Not far from him a group of men were on their knees shooting dice. Wads of money lay on the floor in front of them.

The Reggie Diamond security men were everywhere, but they didn't interfere with the gambling, Marijuana use or prostitution that was going on. It was clear that the rules in the Tomb were looser than the rules society lives by outside of the Tomb.

As we approached the far sideline of the second basketball court Ponce tapped me on the shoulder and pointed. "That's Big Reggie Diamond."

I looked. He was pointing at a black man in his early 50's. This man was immaculately dressed in a very expensive looking navy blue pinstripe suit. He must have weighed at least 300 lbs, but he wasn't obese. He was just a very big man. There was a group of at least a dozen more well dressed middle aged black men surrounding him. They were all holding clip boards. Next to this group of men was a blackboard. On the top of the board the word "Odds" was written. Below that eight teams were listed. One of the teams was JW's Posse. I suspected that JW was Jamal Wright and we were the posse.

Ponce whispered into my ear, "The men around him are his bookies. They're the people who will be taking the bets on the tournament tonight.

While Ponce was whispering to me, my attention was being drawn away from Big Reggie's assistants. I was focusing on a group of white women standing behind them. There must have been at least 15 of them. Most of them seemed to be in their late 20's or early 30's, but there were also several older women in the group. Two of those women seemed to be about the same age as my mother. All of the women were dressed like sluts. Low cut blouses, brazenly short skirts and spike heeled shoes appeared to be their required uniform

I looked behind the group of women and froze. A blond in her late 20's was on her knees. She was giving a middle aged black man a blow job. No one seemed to be paying any attention. 

Jamal walked up to Big Reggie Diamond. "Good evening Mr. Diamond, I'm Jamal Wright." 

Big Reggie nodded. "I remember you Jamal. Did you bring a good team with you tonight?" He smiled. "Can your guys give the North Side Boyz a little competition?" 

"I hope so sir." 

All of the sudden Big Reggie noticed me standing behind Jamal. He stared at me for a moment and then he said, "My my what do we have here?" He motioned for Jamal to step aside and waved one of his giant hands at me. "Come here sweetheart." 

I hesitated. 

He laughed. "Don't be shy Big Reggie won't bite you." 

I stepped towards him. 

For a moment he studied me. Finally he pursed his lips and said, "Oh yes sweet cakes you do look good enough to eat. How old are you honey?" 

"Nineteen sir." 

He shook his head. "Just perfect, sweet cakes you should to come down to my club. We could put you on the stage right away. A cute thing like you could make a $1000 to $1500 a night." He paused. "You could double that if you're a naughty little girl who's willing to do some extras in the VIP room." He leered at me. "Are you a naughty little girl? Do you like sucking cocks?" 

I blushed. 

Big Reggie roared with laughter. He looked at Jamal. "She is perfect. Did you bring her with you to see to your teams needs?" 

"No sir, she's one of our players." 

Big Reggie stared at me again. He was obviously reappraising me based on this new information. After a moment he shook his head and said, "No shit."

He turned back to Jamal. "I gotta see this." He grinned. "I do believe that you have just turned this into a very interesting evening."

Jamal handed Big Reggie our entry fee. He counted the money and turned to the man sitting next to him. "One hundred twenty Dollars, that's enough for six players." 

The other man made a note on his clip board. When he was done writing he looked up. "What are the names of your players?" 

Jamal said, "Danny Gerard, Marion Poncely, Charles Darby, April Hansen, Chantal Lewis and myself Jamal Wright." 

Big Reggie looked at Jamal. "You have two women on your team?" He thought for a moment and then he said, "Something is going on here." He looked at me. "You're April right?" 

I nodded. "Yes sir that's correct." 

"I'll have to watch you. Jamal's no dummy." He turned to the man by the blackboard. "Post the opening odds on JW's Posse at 12 to 1." 

He looked back at us. "You're in the upper bracket. In the first game you'll be playing the Black Cats on floor one. " He pointed to the basket on his left. "Warm up at that basket. We'll start in 10 minutes. Use that bench over there." He pointed to a wooden bench next to the first court. 

As we left he called to Jamal. "What color tee shirts do you have?" 

Jamal called back to him. "You told me to get green. That's what I have." 

Big Reggie smiled, "Very good." 

We walked over to the bench. Jamal opened his bag and pulled out a handful of green tee shirts. He tossed one to each of us. 

While we were putting our tee shirts on he pulled a basketball out of his bag. "Everyone keep an eye on this. If we don't watch it carefully it will disappear in a second in this place." 

He tossed me the ball. "April we want you to look like a klutz right now." 

I dribbled onto the floor, shot a layup with the wrong hand and banged it off the glass. 

Danny laughed. "Don't make it too awful. Make them think you're just an average female player." 

We watched the odds board while we warmed up. The word had spread that there were two girls on the team. No one wanted to bet on us. Our odds started to climb. A minute before the game the game was scheduled to start the odds hit 17 to 1. Jamal left to place the bet. As he walked over to the bookies the odds rose to 18 to 1. 

We all watched him while he to talked to one of the bookies. When Jamal opened the envelope that contained our betting money, the bookie looked up at him with a shocked expression. Jamal had a $1,000.00 from us plus another $150.00 from the guys we played with the other day in the gym at Kelroy. The bookie took our money, counted it carefully, filled out a betting slip and handed it to Jamal.

While Jamal was walking back to us the bookie got up and walked over to the man at the blackboard. Big Reggie turned to listen as his two bookies conferred. After a moment he turned and stared at me. The man on the blackboard changed our odds back to 12 to 1. A murmur went through the crowd as they noticed this drastic drop in the odds. 

As soon as Jamal got back to us he handed the betting slip to Chantal and said, "Guard this with your life." 

Chantal laughed. "Aint nobody getting this out of my hands."

Jamal handed the basketball to Chantal and the five of us walked out on the floor together. While we were lining up for the center jump Jamal assigned us players to guard. I was given a wiry young man everyone called Scooter. 

The referee threw the ball up. Ponce tipped it to Jamal. Jamal passed it back to me and ran up the court. 

I brought the ball up the floor. Scooter was guarding me. As I crossed the mid court line I was planning to look for Ponce breaking to the high post. I quickly changed my mind when I realized that Scooter was overplaying me to my right. He didn't believe I could go to my left. I decided it was time to educate him. 

I made a subtle feint to my right. As I did it I exposed the basketball to Scooter for just a second. He went for the steal. By the time he made his move I was already pulling the ball back to my left. He was caught off balance. His momentum carried him by me. I took one dribble to my left and found myself wide open at the three point line. This was my bread and butter scoring move in high school. I smiled and put up an easy jump shot. The ball never even touched the rim as it went through the net. Bingo, we were up by three. 

While we were running down the court to set up our defense I heard Scooter say to his teammates, "The bitch can go to her left." 

Scooter brought the ball up for his team. I picked him up at mid court. He looked quick. I respected his speed. He must have felt I was giving him too much space. He pulled up and fired a jump shot. It banged off the back of the rim. 

Jamal picked off the rebound in the center of the lane. I was already braking to the right hash mark. Jamal flipped me the ball. I saw Darbs sliding to mid court. I passed him the ball. Danny was burning down the left sideline. Darbs led him perfectly. Danny gently laid the ball into the basket with his left hand. We were up 5 to nothing. 

The format for the night was 15 minutes running time for each game. Ties were resolved by sudden death overtime. In other words the first team to score wins. 

This game didn't need overtime. When the 15 minutes of running time expired we were ahead 32 to 19. It really wasn't a contest. 

As we walked off the court I looked at the odds board. The odds on us had fallen to 7 to 1.

As soon as we got back to our bench Ponce produced a bottle of water from his bag. He took the top off and handed it to me. "Here drink as much as you want. I can refill it."

I took a big swig and handed it back. "Thank you sweetheart, that was good."

The next game was getting ready to start but my attention was focused in the other direction. I was very curious about Big Reggie, his crew of bookies and most of all the entourage of white women that surrounded them.

As I surveyed the group I noticed that there were now two women standing next to Mr. Diamond. One of them was a blond in a skin tight red dress. She was wearing a wedding ring. I assumed she was his wife.

The other woman was a young red head wearing a very short skirt and a satin blouse that left her taught stomach exposed. I wondered if she was a dancer from his club.

The blond in the red dress looked at me. For a second our eyes met. She smiled, leaned over and whispered into Mr. Diamond's ear. He looked up at me, turned to the blond and said something.

The blond nodded and walked over to me.

"Hi I'm Staci. Mr. Diamond asked me to come over and get to know you a little better. He's very curious about you."

Behind me I heard Jamal clear his throat. I turned. He was holding his hand out with his palm down. He was warning me to be careful.




April's Story Ch. 09



I smiled at Staci. "I'm April. It's nice to meet you Staci." I decided to be bold. "Are you Mr. Diamond's wife?" I just blurted it out.

Staci laughed. "Oh my goodness no. Big Reggie isn't married." She smiled. "He's not exactly the marrying kind."

I was embarrassed now. "I'm sorry, I saw your wedding ring and I just assumed, well you know."

Staci nodded. "It's okay, April I am married."

"Where's your husband? Is he here?"

Staci started laughing again. "April you are priceless." She shook her head. "No my husband is not here tonight. You might say that tonight I belong to Big Reggie."

"I'm not sure I understand."

She gestured at the women behind the bookies. "April all of us are here because we have this thing for fucking black men. Every one of us is married. Our husbands know exactly where we are. They get off on the idea that we're with other men. They particularly like the fact that we're with tough black men."

Staci smiled. "My husband is a very wealthy and powerful businessman. He gets off on being submissive. He's submissive to both me and to Mr. Diamond. Right now he's at home washing my lingerie while he's dressed in panties, nylons and a brassiere."

I shook my head. I was amazed.

Staci grinned when she saw my reaction. "See that woman over there." She pointed at the middle aged woman I'd noticed earlier. 

I nodded.

"Her name is Ruth. Her husband is the president of a local insurance company. Later tonight there will be a post game party at Mr. Diamond's house. Ruth will pull a train for all of Mr. Diamonds bookies."

I looked at Staci. "I'm sorry, I don't understand what pull a train means."

Staci started laughing. "Sweetheart, you are absolutely priceless. Pulling a train means they're all going to take turns fucking her."

I think I must have turned beet red. I'd never even imagined someone doing that.

"The best part is that when they're all done with her they're going to call her husband and make him come over and pick her up." Staci smiled. "She won't be waiting for him on the front step. They'll make him come into the bedroom and watch her get dressed. As they leave they'll all thank him for letting them party with his wife. They get a big kick out of it."

I suddenly realized that these women were taking the game that Ponce and I played to a major league level.

Staci studied me for a moment and then she said, "So April where are you from?"

"This city is my home. I was born and raised here."

"How do you know these guys?"

"I go to college with them."

"Really? Do you go to the University?"

"No, we all go to Kelroy."

Staci raised her eyebrows. "That's a very good school."

I smiled.

"Do you play for the Kelroy women's team?"

I shook my head. "No I quit playing organized basketball after high school."

"Well you have certainly become the prime topic of conversation at tonights tournament."

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned, it was Darb's. 

"April it's time for us to go out and warm up for the next game."

I turned back to Staci. "I have to go. It was nice to meet you."

Staci smiled at me and said, "April it was nice to meet you to." She turned to leave. Suddenly she stopped and turned back to me. "April, Mr. Diamond told me to tell you he was serious about his offer to give you a job dancing in his club. If you ever decide you want to be a stripper, all you have to do is give him a call."

"Thanks Staci, I'll remember that."

I turned around. Ponce was standing right behind me. I suspected that he had been there the entire time. 

I started giggling. "Did you hear that baby? I could be a stripper."

He smiled at me. "How about if you become a basketball player for a little while."

I put my arm around his waist and gave him a hug. "You got it sweetheart, let's go kick some ass." 

The next team we played was the Westside Rollers. They were big and powerful, but they were slow.

After we warmed up we met for a moment by our bench. Jamal looked at all of us. "Listen if we try to play the Rollers in a half court game they'll beat us to a pulp. We're going to press them full court man to man. When we get the ball we're going to run. We have to play an up tempo game. If we don't they'll put all of us into the hospital."

We walked out onto the floor. I was guarding a guy named Marcus. Marcus was six feet one. I was at a bit of a disadvantage. I realized right away that if he took me inside, posted up and got the ball, I was dead meat.

As we lined up for the center jump I made resolution to myself that Marcus would not touch the ball inside the key.

Their center was six feet ten. He won the tip. He flipped the ball to Marcus. I picked him up right away. Marcus was left handed. He seemed reluctant to go to his right. I decided to test him immediately. I jumped at his left hand. He moved to his right but didn't shift the ball to his right hand. That was what I was hoping for. I did a quick pivot and punched the exposed ball up the court. Jamal was there to pick it up. He took it full court for a dunk. I now knew that I owned Marcus.

The next time up the floor they gave the ball to the guy that Darbs was guarding. This was a big mistake. Marcus was their best ball handler. This guy was a poor second. Darbs just took the ball from him. When he got it he saw Danny flying down the right side line. He led him beautifully. Danny took the ball in midstride and softly laid it into the basket.

Fifteen seconds into the game the Westside Rollers had not yet taken a shot and they were down four to zero.

They did try to post Marcus up on the baseline to take advantage of the size difference between us. I played in front of him. When they tried to get the ball to him I was quick enough to bat it away. They tried it twice. Both times Danny picked up the loose ball and took it down the court for an easy lay up. After that they kept Marcus on the perimeter.

The Rollers were a big physical team, but they couldn't handle the ball. The final score was 30 to 8.

When we walked off the court I noticed that the odds on us had dropped to 3 to 1. 

We sat down on our bench to watch the next game. It was the Northside Boyz against the Central Avenue Gangstas.

The Northside Boyz were the real deal. The Gangstas never had a chance. They got run right off the floor.

As soon as that game was over Jamal pulled us together into a tight group. "Okay, this is it. The Northside Boyz are the team we have to beat. We aren't going to win this game with tricks like we did with the Rollers. We're just going to have to play harder than they do." He looked at all of us. "I know that every one of you have been told this many times, but I'm still going to remind you that defense wins tough games."

The ten minute warm up passed quickly. When we walked out on the floor for the center jump the entire room was in pandemonium. There must have been over a thousand people there and every one of them was standing up.

As Jamal walked by me he stopped and said, "April this is the game to look for Ponce at the high post. Your big boyfriend is going to win this one for us."

Ponce won the center jump. Darbs got the ball and passed it to me. The man guarding me was a wiry little guy they called Broadway. I could tell right away that Broadway was quick. I wasn't going to get away with any cheap tricks with him.

I brought the ball over the center court line. Broadway was pressuring me. I made a quick move to my right and cut back to my left. Broadway was right there. I expected that. I made a reverse pivot back to my right and bought just enough time to get the ball to Ponce at the high post.

Ponce caught the ball faked to his right and hit Jamal with a perfect base on the baseline. Jamal was one on one with his man. He beat him for a reverse layup. We were ahead 2 to 0.

That was how the game went. Every basket for both teams was hard work. Nothing was given up easily. The score seesawed back and forth. Neither team ever led by more than four points. The crowd was loving it, it was a great game.

After fourteen minutes and thirty seconds of nonstop basketball the game was tied at 28 points each. There was a half minute left before we went to sudden death overtime. 

The Northside Boyz had the ball. Broadway brought it up the court. He must have thought that I was playing him too soft because when he approached the top of the key he made a quick fake to his right and pulled up for a jump shot. I was just barely able to get a hand in his face, but it was enough to upset his rhythm. The ball banged harmlessly off the front of the rim.

Ponce was right there to grab the rebound. I broke to the right hash mark. Ponce hit me with a good outlet pass. Danny and Darbs were flying down the side lines, but they were covered. The Northside Boyz were not going to lose this game on a cheap basket. 

We had twenty seconds left in regulation time. I decided to try to kill the clock and go for the last shot. If we score we win and if we miss the shot we go into sudden death.

I started to slowly dribble the ball up the floor. Broadway picked me up at midcourt. It took three moves, but I was finally able to shake him and get the ball to Ponce at the high post. 

As soon as I passed the ball I cut to the wing and set a screen for Darbs. Darbs cut off my screen and broke to the opposite side of the key. Both Broadway and the man guarding Darbs went with Darbs. I was left standing all alone just inside the three point line. 

Ponce spotted me immediately and passed the ball. I caught his pass and squared up. I was just starting to shoot when I was knocked off my feet and slammed to the floor. Danny's man saw what was happening and wasn't about to give me an open shot from the perimeter. He simply bowled me over. 

The referee blew his whistle. I was fouled in the act of shooting. Time stopped, there were two seconds left in regulation play.

I lay still for several seconds trying to catch my breath. 

Ponce kneeled down next to me. "April, are you okay?"

I looked up at my baby and smiled. "Yes Ponce, I'm fine."

He stood up, reached down and gave me a hand up. When I stood up I still felt a little woozy. It took a moment for me to regain my balance.

The referee was standing at the free throw line with the ball. I had two shots. I suddenly realized that this was amazingly like last years State Championship game. That was game where I missed my second free throw and we lost the championship. I started to get very nervous. 

Ponce, Danny, Jamal and Darbs all recognized what was happening. All four of them came over to me. Danny put his hand on my shoulder. "April don't worry, there are only two seconds left. If you make either shot we win. If you miss both shots Ponce will get the rebound and score."

I looked at Ponce. He was nodding his head up and down in agreement. There was a big grin on his face. I relaxed. My boys were here to look after me. I realized that I had nothing to worry about when Ponce and Danny were with me.

I took a deep breath and smiled at everyone. "Don't worry, I can do this."

Jamal stepped in. "Listen if April makes these baskets the Northside Boyz are going to try to get the ball down the court for a final shot. Remember that time doesn't start until after the ball has been inbounded. April and Darbs will cover the center court line. Danny and I will set up at the top of the key. Ponce, you play goalie in front of the basket. They won't really have enough time to get off a decent shot so don't foul."

We all nodded.

Jamal continued. "When the game ends, this gym is going to go crazy. Chantal and I are going to collect our winnings. Danny you and Darbs go get the car. Don't stop to get dressed, just go get the car. April, you and Ponce collect everyone's stuff. As soon as you have everything join up with Chantal and me. Ponce do not leave April alone. Danny and Darbs, as soon as you're in the car go around the block one time and pull up in front of the main door. We'll be there. Everyone get into the car fast. Once your in the car stay down. Darbs your driving. Get us onto Interstate 90 going west. The entrance is just a block away."

I looked at Jamal. "West Interstate 90 takes us away from home?"

Jamal smiled at me. "April if we win we're going to get a lot of money. Getting out of here alive is going to be just a little bit tricky. We'll worry about getting home later. Getting away is our first priority."

Suddenly I was very nervous again.

The Referee blew his whistle. He'd given me enough time to recover from my spill. It was time for me to take my shots.. 

I walked to the free throw line. He handed me the ball. The arena was quiet. The tension was thick, but I wasn't nervous about this. My boys were with me. I took one bounce and shot the ball. It never touched the rim as it passed through the basket. The crowd started screaming. We were now up by one point.

The referee got the ball. He waited for a moment to let the crowd settle down and then he handed the ball to me again. I repeated my routine. I took one bounce and shot. This time the ball hit the back of the rim and spun around. You could hear everyone in the arena gasp. Then it dropped through the net. We were up by two points.

One of the Northside Boyz grabbed the ball as it passed through the net and stepped out of bounds. The five of us were already falling back to our positions. He tried to throw a long baseball pass down the court. Just as his teammate was about to catch it, Jamal jumped in front of him and batted the ball straight up in the air. Two seconds ticked off the clock and the buzzer sounded. We won the game.

Chaos broke out. People were screaming at each other. Some were overjoyed while others were irate.

Danny and Darbs turned and walked out the door of the arena. 

Ponce grabbed me. "Come on April we have to collect everyone's stuff." 

He led me to our bench. We grabbed everything and jammed it into two bags. As soon as the bags were packed Ponce pulled me to the bookie area.

Reggie Diamond was counting out money for Jamal. It was a lot of money. He was counting rapidly without much chatter. He seemed to fully understand our desire to leave quickly.

As soon as Jamal had our money he grabbed Chantal and turned to us. "Lets get out of here. Ponce hang on to April, do not let go of her. I'll hang on to Chantal."

Ponce grabbed my arm and started following Jamal. There were people everywhere. Jamal ignored courtesy has he cut a path through the milling crowd. Ponce kept a firm hold on my arm and stayed right behind Jamal.

When we got to the front door, Jamal turned and handed Chantal to Ponce. "Hang on to the girls. Do not let go of either of them."

Ponce held on to both of us with an iron grip while Jamal looked out the front door. 

He was back immediately. "They're right outside. Ponce you go first and open the back door of the car. April, you and Chantal follow him and dive into the back seat as soon as he opens the door. I'll be right behind you. Ponce as soon as April is in the car you get into the front with Danny and Darbs. Once were in the car, everyone stay down." 

He paused for a moment and then he looked at us. "Is everyone ready?" 

All three of us nodded.

"Okay, Let's go."

Ponce ran out the front door of the Tomb and opened the back door of Darb's Lincoln. Chantal and I were right behind him. We both dived into the back seat. Jamal dived in behind us and started yelling, "Go! Go! Go!"

As soon as he was in he grabbed both Chantal and me and pushed our heads down. While Jamal was pushing my head down Darbs pulled away from the curb.

I looked up. My baby Ponce wasn't in the car yet.

I screamed, "No!"

Then I saw Danny grab hold of Ponce's shirt and pull him into the front seat. The car door closed. Darb's hit the gas and accelerated. As we sped down the street I heard three loud cracks.

Darbs must have been going fifty miles an hour when we hit the turn that put us onto Interstate 90. I was afraid that we might roll over, but we didn't. Darbs kept the gas pedal down. When we hit the freeway we must have been going more than ninety miles an hour. 

Jamal let us up. We all turned and looked behind us. There was a bullet hole in the back window.

I looked at Jamal. "Those loud cracks were gunshots."

He nodded, "Yes they were."

I screamed at him. "We could have been killed."

Danny laughed. "Yes, but we weren't."

"Hey Darbs were you checking the rear view mirror when we got onto the freeway?"

"Yes Jamal, I was."

"Did anyone get on behind us?"

"I don't think so."

"Good, let's get off at the next exit, turn around and head east. Go slow when you get off. Let's make sure that no one is following us."

"You got it."

As Darbs pulled the car onto the freeway exit he asked, "Hey Jamal how much money did we bring home?'

"A little over sixteen thousand dollars."

I looked at Jamal. "What did you say?"

He laughed. "You heard me correctly April, a little over sixteen thousand dollars."

Darbs stopped at the top of the freeway overpass. He waited a moment and then he said, "No one got off behind us Jamal."

"Good, Darbs take us home."

As Darbs got onto the freeway heading east I asked Jamal, "How much is my share?"

"How much did you put in?"

"A hundred dollars."

He grinned at me. "We got 18 to 1 odds, but Big Reggie took ten percent. You'll get just over sixteen hundred dollars." 

Once we were driving east on Interstate 90, everyone seemed to relax. It was late at night. The last hour had been incredibly exciting, but now the effect of the adrenalin that my body produced earlier was starting to wear off. I was exhausted. I looked around. I wasn't the only one who was tired. Everyone was uncharacteristically quiet.

I looked at my watch, It was 3:15 in the morning. The freeway was deserted. The quiet rhythm of the car tires rolling on the concrete pavement soothed my raw nerves. It was an almost hypnotic sound. I lay back and put my head on Jamal's shoulder. I would have loved to be able to cuddle up to my baby Ponce, but he was in the front seat.

I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew we were stopping. When I looked up we were parked in front of Ponce and Danny's apartment.

Jamal was counting out money. He handed $1620.00 to both Ponce and me. He gave Danny $3200. 

As he gave us our money he said, "I took forty dollars from each of us to pay for a new back window for Darb's car."

When I got out of the car Jamal looked at me. "Did you have fun tonight April?"

I stared at him for a moment and then I said, "Jamal someone shot at us tonight." 

He laughed. 

I thought about it for a moment longer and said, "Jamal it was the most exciting night of my life."

When we got upstairs and into the apartment I was suddenly awake and feeling very frisky. I think it was the combination of the excitement and the danger. 

I turned to my boys and said, "The first one in the shower gets to wash my tits and my pussy. The second one in gets to wash my ass and my feet."

Ponce grinned and turned to Danny. "You get in first, I'll go second."

I smiled as all three of us tore our clothes off. I knew that I'd come up with the perfect division of labor. 

Our shower was in the bath tub. Danny got in with me and Ponce got on his knees outside the tub. Ponce started washing my feet while Danny started with my face and my neck.

Both Danny and Ponce were naked and both of them had erections. I was beginning to feel very wicked. 

While Ponce dallied with my feet, Danny was quickly working his way down to my breasts. Ponce didn't know it yet, but this was a race and he was losing.

As soon as Danny reached my breasts I reached down, grabbed his cock and started stroking it. As I stroked it I said, "Oh yes, this is what I want, a real man's cock." I put my hands on Danny's face and pulled his lips to mine. As we kissed I said, "Give your wash cloth to the little pussyboy on his knees. Let him wash me while you enjoy my body."




April's Story Ch. 09



Danny tossed his wash cloth to Ponce. I looked down at him and said, "Wash my pussy, get it nice and clean. My lover wants to play with me."

Danny started kissing me again. I continued stroking his cock while we kissed. Suddenly I felt Ponce put the wash cloth between my legs. My body tingled with pleasure.

I was feeling nastier and nastier.

I dropped to my knees and looked at Ponce. Wash my ass while I suck my man's cock. Get my asshole nice and clean because you're going to be licking it when we get out of the shower."

As I put Danny's cock into my mouth I felt Ponce start to wash my ass.

The bathroom was charged with sexual tension. All three of us were wildly excited. I wasn't sure how long we could maintain this state of inflamed passion.

I stood up and looked at Ponce. "Get a towel and dry me off. We're going to the living room. I want Danny's cock in my mouth and I want your tongue in my asshole."

All three of us were hurrying now. We weren't being coy or playful anymore. We were driven by our sexual excitement.

Ponce dried me quickly while Danny washed himself. As soon as Danny was done Ponce tossed him the towel and got into the shower. 

It was only a few minutes before all three of us were clean, dry and in the living room.

I pointed to the end of the couch. "Danny you sit down here." As soon as Danny was seated I turned to Ponce and pointed to the floor. "Baby lay down on your back so your head is between Danny's legs."

Ponce lay down. As soon as he was in position I sat down on his face and leaned forward. It was perfect. In this position I could sit on Ponce's face and suck Danny's cock.

Ponce was excited. He licked me with a frenzy. The pleasure I was feeling in the pit of my stomach was building. I started sucking and stroking Danny as fast as I could. I wanted us to cum at the same time.

Danny reached down and began pulling on my nipples. The pleasure I was feeling was so intense that it was nearly unbearable. I pulled Danny's cock out of my mouth. I felt like I was going to explode. I was afraid that I might hurt him when my orgasm came. 

Suddenly I did explode. I screamed at the top of my voice as a storm of pleasure erupted in my loins.

While I was screaming Danny started to ejaculate. He was shooting his semen all over my face and tits while the waves of pleasure continued to roll through me.

Ponce lifted me off of his face and held on to me. I think he was afraid that I was in pain.

Finally the convulsions started to subside and my muscles relaxed. It was almost like I was melting. I slowly collapsed into Ponce's arms. 

I looked up at Danny. He was leaning back on the couch with a huge grin on his face. His cock was lying limp between his legs.

We lay like that for several minutes. Finally I got up and sat on the couch. I reached down and pulled Ponce up so that he was sitting next to me.

After a moment Ponce asked. "April are you alright?"

I giggled, "Ponce I'm wonderful. I would never have believed that an orgasm could be that intense."

He and Danny both smiled.

As I lay there I suddenly realized that Danny's semen was all over my face and chest.

I turned to Ponce and kissed him. After I kissed him I said, "I think you have a little cleaning to do."

Ponce smiled as he quickly licked all of Danny's cum off of my breasts and face. 

As soon as he was done I whispered to him, "Now it's your turn. I'm going to give you a blow job, but it is going to be a special blow job. Ponce baby this blow job is just for you."

I slipped to the floor and knelt between Ponce's legs. I picked up his erect cock and looked at it.

Danny sat up. "April do you want me to leave?"

I smiled at him. "Only if you want to. Ponce got to watch you get yours, there is no reason that you shouldn't get to see Ponce get his."

Danny turned and lay back on the couch so he could watch.

I was holding Ponce's cock very gently. I was treating it like was a baby bird. I didn't want him to cum for awhile. 

I leaned forward, looked at the little mouth in the head of his penis and kissed it. It was a long slow gentle kiss. 

I looked up. Ponce was watching me. I smiled at him. He smiled back at me.

I pushed his erection back so I was looking at the soft underside. I very lightly ran my finger from the head to his balls and then I leaned forward again. This time I kissed the little sensitive spot right under the head of his cock.

Ponce sighed when he felt me swirl my tongue against that spot.

I slipped the head of his penis into my mouth, just the head. I held it there. I didn't lick it, I didn't start sucking it. I just wanted him to feel the moist warmth of my mouth. While I was doing this I started to tickle his balls with my other hand. Gradually I wrapped my fingers and hand around his balls and gently held them. 

Once I had a firm hold of his balls I started to squeeze the shaft of his cock with my other hand. I was being very gentle. I wasn't trying to hurt him, I was trying to give him very soft pleasure.

I looked up at my baby. He was lying back with his eyes closed. I smiled. He was enjoying himself. It was time. 

Ponce gasped when he felt me start to suck on the head of his cock. At the same time I started pumping the shaft of his erection. I was still going very slowly, but I was starting to increase my tempo.

Ponce moaned. I felt his big cock getting stiffer. I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I didn't want him to. I wanted him to learn control his orgasms, but I also wanted him to be able to relax and freely enjoy himself when I gave him a blow job.

I quickened my pace. Now it was all about giving my baby raw pleasure. Ponce's muscles started to tighten up. Suddenly I felt his first spurt of semen hit the back of my mouth. I kept his cock in my mouth and pumped it hard. Ponce makes a lot of cum and I swallowed every bit of it.

When he was done ejaculating I took his softening cock out of my mouth, crawled up on the couch and lay between Danny and Ponce. Ponce leaned over and kissed me. I think he expected me to pass some of his cum into his mouth. When I didn't he pulled back and looked at me. 

I giggled. "I was greedy, I wanted all of it for myself tonight."

Ponce kissed me again. As soon as he was done Danny leaned over and kissed me.

I leaned back. Both of my boys put there arms around my shoulders. I was in heaven. All three of us lay back and dozed off. 

After about a half hour I woke up and shook Danny and Ponce. "Come on guys we have to go to bed." 

They both stood up. I looked at Danny. "You can sleep with Ponce and me if you want."

He looked at Ponce. Ponce was nodding his ahead in agreement.

Danny smiled. "Thank you, the offer means a lot to me, but I think I'll sleep in my own room." He leaned over, kissed me and said, "Goodnight April."

As he turned to go to his room he waved at Ponce and said, "Goodnight buddy."

Ponce smiled at him and waved back. 

When Danny's door closed we turned, went into our own room. and got into bed. I snuggled up to Ponce and looked at the alarm clock. It was 5:00 am. As I drifted off to sleep I realized that this had been the most exciting evening of my entire life.



April's Story Ch. 10



Note: This story is the tenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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People are born with a variety of intrinsic abilities. One of mine is a wonderful internal alarm clock. When I go to sleep I can tell myself that I want to wake up in five hours and most of the time it will happen,

The next morning I awoke at 7:15. All three of us had 8:00 o'clock classes. We may have been up all night playing basketball and fucking, but I was determined that we weren't going to use that as an excuse to miss class.

Ponce wasn't a problem. I just leaned over, kissed him and said, "Time to get up babydoll. We have to get to class."

Danny was my concern.

I got up and ran into the bathroom. When I was done I opened the door. Ponce was standing there waiting. He was hopping on one foot. 

I grinned at him and said, "Next." 

As soon as Ponce disappeared into the bathroom I went into Danny's bedroom. I didn't knock, there wouldn't have been any point. He just would have ignored me.

I slipped into bed with him, gave him a soft kiss on the lips and pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts. When his eyes opened I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking it. The moment I was sure he was awake I stopped and flashed my sweetest smile at him. "I'll finish this after you've gone to your eight o'clock class."

He sat up. "You can't do that!"

"Of course I can."

"It's cruel and unusual punishment. It's prohibited by the Constitution."

I laughed. "If you want to see cruel and unusual punishment try skipping class this morning."

"We have to sleep in, we were up all night."

"No we don't. We're young, we can stay up all night and still go to class in the morning."

"We made lots of money last night."

"So what, we didn't make enough to last forever. All three of us need to earn our degrees. Get up and get your ass into the bathroom. Ponce is already done brushing his teeth."

"What if I don't get up."

"Then you've had your last blow job for the next two weeks."

"I can get other girls."

"Maybe so, but you going to get awfully horny watching me walk around naked every day and Ponce is going to enjoy your share of the blow jobs and fucking."

"Ponce likes being a cuckold. He doesn't want my share of the blow jobs."

"Yes I do. That's part of being a cuckold. I want 'em, I just don't get 'em"

I turned. My baby was right behind me. He had a big grin on his face.

"Shit you're in this together. That's not fair."

Ponce laughed. "We don't care."

Danny got up and went into the bathroom. 

It was almost 8:00 by the time we got to school. Before we separated the three of us agreed to meet in the grill right after class.

I was tired. Staying awake during my English Literature lecture was a challenge. As soon as the class ended I went straight to the grill.

When I walked in both Ponce and Danny were already there. As usual there were several other guys sitting with them. I didn't know any of them.

I walked over, kissed both Danny and Ponce on the cheek, sat down on Ponce's lap and put my arm around his neck. I knew that he loved it when I did that. 

As I sat down I said, "Did you guys really go to class or did you just pretend?"

The other guys at the table started laughing. 

One of the guys looked at me and smiled. "I'm in the same class. They both not only went, they stayed for the entire period.

I smiled at him. "Thanks, I think I might start calling you for regular reports."

The guy next to him grinned at Danny, "She really has you guys under her thumb."

Danny shook his head. "Tony you have no idea."

The first guy started laughing. "I don't know, it looks like a pretty good deal to me." He smiled at me. "April if you have any more space under that thumb of yours I'd like to crawl in there with them."

I looked at Danny, "See, some people know a good thing when they see it."

I turned back to the first guy. "You have me at a disadvantage. You seem to know me, but I'm sorry, I don't know you."

He started laughing. "April, you may not know me, but you'd better get used to the idea that everybody at this school now knows you."

I was kind of shocked by his comment. I stared at him for a moment and then I said, "I don't understand."

He stood up. "First let me introduce myself. I'm Adam Morris."

"It's nice to meet you Adam."

Adam smiled at me. "April you've made quite a name for yourself in the last week." 

He paused to think. "First of all you're the only female entered in the three on three basketball tournament. Secondly, you're playing with Ponce and Danny. Third, you now live with Ponce and Danny and the three of you go everywhere together. Finally, and this is the one that has earned you immortality, you played basketball at the Tombs last night with Jamal Wright, Charles Darby and Danny and Ponce." 

He shook his head. "You not only played in a tournament at the Tombs with the best four basketball players at this school; you won the tournament. April my dear, you are now famous in this little hot bed of gossip that we call Kelroy College."

I looked at Danny. "How did everybody hear about the Tombs?"

Danny shrugged. "Remember we carried bets for several other guys, word gets around fast."

The guy next to Adam smiled at me and said, "Face the facts April, you're a celebrity here."

I looked at everyone. "I don't want to be a celebrity. I just want to go to school, play basketball for fun and be with my two boys."

Adam laughed. "Oh yes, that's the other thing. In the minds of most of the girls at this school you're not only going out with one of the two hottest bad boys on this campus, you're going out with both of them. 

He grinned and threw up his arms. "You're not just dating them, you moved in with them. Most of the girls at Kelroy now both envy you and hate you. "

Ponce looked at Adam. "I'm not a hot bad boy."

Adam laughed. "Ponce that's one of your most endearing qualities. Half the girls in this school are madly in love with you and you have no idea."

Ponce started to protest. I kissed him and said, "Just accept it baby doll. You're a hot guy."

"And you're a celebrity slut."

I turned. It was my roommate, Mandy.

"Can I join this table?"

Danny reached back, grabbed a chair from the table behind us and set it next to him.

As Mandy sat down I looked at her and asked, "Why am I a slut?"

"Well to start with, you came back to the dorm last week and told everyone that you fucked Brad Stewart and then Lyle Cummings caught you banging Danny in the gym."

"It wasn't in the gym, it was in the weight room."

Everybody laughed. 

Mandy shrugged, "So what? You were banging him weren't you?"

When I didn't answer she smiled and continued. "Saturday morning one of Charles Darby's roommates told several people that you fucked Darbs at his place last Friday night."

I shook my head. "This is incredible."

Mandy continued,"For the past couple days everyone has seen you doing what you're doing right now."

"What, talking to people?"

"No honey, sitting on Ponce's lap. Everyone now assumes that your also banging him." She paused, "Of course it just fed the gossip when everyone found out you moved in with Ponce and Danny."

"How did they find that out?"

"The other girls in the dorm spread it around."

"How did they hear about it?"

Mandy started giggling. "I told them."

"You told them?"

Mandy blushed. "I'm sorry April, but it was just too hot a secret. I kind of blabbed it out in the dorm the other night."

I looked at Danny. "Do you believe this?"

"Sorry April, but hanging out with Ponce and me has never been good for anyone's reputation."

I hit his arm. "Stop! This is serious."

Danny reached over and patted my hand. "No it's not. All it means is that the snobs will snub you. They would have done that anyway. Your true friends will continue to be your friends."

I looked at Danny and realized he wasn't kidding. I also realized he was right.

I looked around the table. "Isn't it ironic; two weeks ago I was a virgin ice queen, now I'm the campus slut."

Danny smiled at me. "It just proves that Madison Avenue is right, It pays to advertise." 

I shook my head. "alright, I'm now the campus celebrity slut." I looked at the two guys at the table that I hadn't met. "I understand that you two know who I am, but I'm sorry, I still don't know who you are."

Adam smiled at me. "My apologies." He gestured towards the guy on his right. "This is Jake Tolliver."

Jake nodded at me. I smiled and said, "Nice to meet you Jake."

Adam nodded at the guy on his left. "This is Tony Simon."

Tony smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you April."

"It's nice to meet you Tony."

"Hey how about someone introducing me. I want to meet Tony and Jake."

We all laughed. I gestured towards Mandy. "Tony and Jake, this is my roommate from the dorm, Mandy Williams. I think Mandy may actually be the real campus slut."

"April!"

Tony smiled at her. "Don't worry Mandy. We won't listen to anything April says about you."

Jake laughed. "I will. Mandy, the next time Mr, Gerard there is at work, why don't you come up to my dorm room. I'll show you my wonderful collection of impressionist art."

Mandy blushed.

Danny poked her and said, "I have to work this afternoon."

"She has a class this afternoon."

They all looked at me. 

Jake said, "Now April don't start being a negative influence on Mandy. We all know that fooling around is much better for you than going to class."

I shook my head and laughed. "Mandy it's up to you."

Mandy looked at Jake and giggled. "I love impressionist art."

Jake grinned at her and said, "I'll meet you right here at 1:00."

Mandy nodded and said, "Okay." Suddenly she looked around and realized that everyone was staring at her. Her face turned a beautiful shade of red as she realized that five other people had been watching her while she made a date to fuck Jake.

I decided to take her off the hook. I looked at my watch. It was almost ten. I turned to my boys. "I hate to break up this little party, but we all have ten o'clock classes. It's time for us to go."

I stood up and turned to Ponce. "Come on baby, you can walk me to my biology lab."

I turned to Danny. "Mr. Gerard I expect that you will also be leaving to go to class."

Danny sighed. "Don't worry April I'll get there."

As Ponce and I started to leave Adam stood up. "Can I walk with the two of you?"

I smiled at him. "Sure, the more the merrier."

The three of us walked across the college mall to the science hall. Adam was both handsome and very pleasant. While we were walking together I decided I wanted him.

When we got to the front steps of the science hall I turned to him. "Why don't you and I get together some evening. I think we could have a lot of fun."

He looked at me and then he looked at Ponce. Ponce was smiling. He knew exactly what I was doing.

Adam looked back at me. "April that's the most tempting offer I've ever had, but I'm afraid that Ponce would kill me."

I put my arm around Ponce's waist. "Ponce honey, you wouldn't mind if I partied with Adam would you?"

Ponce smiled. "You get to do whatever you want April."

Adam looked at both of us for a moment and then he said, "I'm not sure I understand this, but if Ponce doesn't mind I'd love to get together with you April." 

As soon as my biology lab was over I walked back across the mall to the grill. I had an agenda for the afternoon and it demanded that I follow a tight schedule.

Ponce and Danny were at the same table we had been sitting at earlier only now Jamal, Darbs and Big Julius were sitting with them.

As I approached the table Danny stood up and gestured to Big Julius. Julius smiled at me and said, "Hi April."

"Hi Julius."

"Danny went to both Modern government and European History. I'm in both classes with him."

I looked at Julius. "Did he pay you to say that?"

Jamal started laughing. "I don't think so April. Danny and Ponce both just got back here. I can't verify that they went to class, but they weren't here."

I smiled. "Okay." I turned to Ponce. "Baby doll I have an important errand to run. It's actually important to all three of us. Will you drive me?"

Ponce stood up. "Sure, where are we going?'

"I'll tell you on the way."

When we left Big Julius waved at Ponce and said, "Bye bye Baby doll, see you later."

Ponce laughed and gave Big Julius the finger.

As we walked to our apartment, I explained my plan to Ponce. "Sweetheart we're going to the Appliance Outlet. I'm going to buy us a new color television set with part of the money I won last night."

Ponce looked at me. "April can you afford that?"

"Yes, I have a full scholarship that includes room and board. My job at the Silly Squirrel gives me more than enough spending money. I'm not going to buy us an expensive television, but were going to have a nice one."

"Danny and I should help pay for this."

"No Ponce, you guys are paying the rent at the apartment. I want to do this." I smiled at him. "There is still another part to all of this."

"What's that?'

"We have to be back at the apartment by two o'clock."

"How come?'

"The cable guy is coming to install cable television."

Ponce broke into a big grin."No shit?"

I smiled at him. "No shit." I paused. "Were not going to get HBO or anything like that, but were going to get all the sports channels. I'll buy us a DVD player at the appliance store. We can rent movies if we want to watch them."

"The sports channels are all that Danny and I are going to care about."

"You mean you wouldn't want to watch and occasional porno movie with me?"

Ponce blushed and said, "Oh maybe so." 

The trip to the appliance store didn't take long at all. They had a 27 inch television on sale for $269.00 Both Ponce and I agreed that it had an excellent picture. We found a DVD player for $59.00 and went to the checkout line. The cashier was a little amazed when I pulled four one hundred dollar bills out of my purse and paid in cash.

We were at home by 1:30. Danny was just leaving for work. I carried in the DVD player while Ponce brought the television.

When Danny saw our purchases he looked at me and asked, "What's this all about?"

"This is my gift to the household. The idea of sitting here watching sports with you and Ponce is very appealing to me."

Danny smiled. "I'm going to work fast this afternoon. The World Series is on tonight. It's the Yankees against the Braves."

I was never much of a baseball fan, but I smiled anyway. Watching baseball with Danny and Ponce would be wonderful.

As soon as Danny left to go to work. Ponce and I unpacked the television and DVD player.

The doorbell rang at just after two o'clock, it was the cable guy. When he walked in I took one look at him and nearly stopped breathing. He was hot. His employee badge identified him as Jerome Porter. Jerome was about 6'2" tall and very fit. It looked like he spent a lot of time in the gym lifting weights. He was an older man. His long black hair had distinguished looking streaks of gray running through it. I guessed that he must have been in his early 40's.

Jerome extended his hand and said, "Hello, I'm Jerome Porter."

I shook his hand and smiled. "I'm April Hansen, This is my husband Marion Hansen."

Ponce looked at me for a moment. There was a puzzled expression on his face. Suddenly he realized what I was doing and grinned.

Jerome turned to Ponce. "Where do you want to set up the television?"

I stepped in and answered. "Right over here." I wanted it to be very clear to Jerome that I was in charge in our household.

Jerome glanced around the room. "Mrs. Hansen, this will be easy. All I have to do is run a wire along the baseboard. Will that be okay?"

"Yes, that will be fine." I paused. "Jerome, please call me April."

Jerome stopped and looked at me. I lasciviously licked my lips. He looked over at Ponce. Ponce was staring at the floor. Jerome's eyes returned to me. He studied me for a moment and then he smiled and went to work.

The job went quickly. There was already a cable outlet in the living room from a previous tenant. It only took Jerome a few minutes to staple a wire to the baseboard so that we could have the television on the wall opposite the couch and chair. The entire job was completed in about ten minutes. 

As soon as he was finished he looked at me and said. "That was easy." He glanced at his watch." They scheduled me for an hour with you. I guess I have a little free time."

I walked over to him and gently rubbed his chest with the tips of my fingers. "My my I wonder how we might spend that time?"

Jerome looked over at Ponce. 

I turned. "Marion dear, go wait in your room. Jerome and I want to be alone for a little while.

Ponce obediently went into the bedroom.

As soon he closed the door I kissed Jerome and said, "My husband is very submissive. He does whatever I tell him to do. Now why don't we sit down over here."

I took Jerome's hand, led him to the couch and sat down. He sat down next to me, placed his hand on my right breast and kissed me. Jerome wasn't submissive. He immediately took charge. While he was kissing me he lifted my tee shirt and started to play with my exposed nipple.

My hand went to his crotch. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that Jerome was well endowed. He was also erect.

Jerome slipped my tee shirt over my head while I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.

As soon as his pants were open, I reached into his boxer shorts and pulled his erect cock out. I gasped when I saw it. It really wasn't any bigger than Ponce or Danny's, it was just that it was another cock. I still hadn't seen enough of them to get over the thrill of looking at them.

I leaned over and put Jerome's penis in my mouth. He started twisting my nipples. It was obvious that Jerome enjoyed being a little rough when he made love. As he played with me I realized that he was treating me like his fuck toy. This got me even hotter. More and more I wanted to be slut.

Jerome suddenly stood up. "Take my pants off."

This wasn't a request, It was an order.

Somehow I'd become his slave. I quickly obeyed and lowered his trousers and boxer shorts to his ankles. 

After he stepped out of them he said, "Take your jeans and panties off. I want to see your cunt."

No one had ever talked to me like this before. I was on fire. I did exactly as I was told. As soon as I was done undressing I obediently stood naked in front of this man who was twice my age and waited for his next command.

He stared at my body for a moment and then he said, "Sit on the couch. Spread your legs and finger your cunt for me."

Jerome had become my master. I was his plaything. I obeyed him. I performed for his pleasure.

After watching me for several minutes he said, "I am going to fuck you now. Do you have any condoms in the apartment?"

I nodded my head and answered, "Yes sir."

He smiled. "Good, call your husband and tell him to bring us one."

I turned to our bedroom and yelled, "Marion, get us a condom from my purse. I think we'll need one of the magnums."

"Good, now suck my cock until he gets here."

I got on my knees and started giving Jerome another blow job.

It was only a minute before Ponce came into the living room. He was carrying one wrapped condom.

Jerome looked at Ponce and smiled. It was obvious that he enjoyed the idea that I was sucking his cock in front of my husband.




April's Story Ch. 10



"Tell him to open the package."

I took Jerome's cock out of my mouth so I could talk. "Marion honey open the condom."

Ponce ripped the package open. 

"Tell him to take it out of the package and give it to you."

Ponce was already taking the rubber out. He handed it to me.

"Good now roll it onto my cock."

I followed his directions and carefully rolled the condom onto Jerome's erect penis."

After I was done he said, "Good, now tell your husband to kneel at the foot of the couch. I want him to watch while I fuck you."

I looked at my baby. "Ponce, you heard the man, do as you're told."

As soon as Ponce was in position Jerome said, "Now lie back and spread your legs."

I lay back on the couch and opened my legs for this older man that I'd just met. I felt truly lewd while I was doing it. When Jerome entered me I was so aroused that I came almost immediately. He smiled and kept fucking me while I had my orgasm.

Jerome was a good lover. He varied his speed and tempo. At times he fucked me so slowly that I wanted to scream at him, Don't play with me, just fuck me! But I didn't, at that moment I really was his sex toy. I was his to use as he chose. 

At other times he fucked me with such glorious fury that I thought I might faint from the excruciating pleasure I was feeling.

Jerome made me scream, he made me cry and he made me laugh. I don't know how long he fucked me. It was by far the longest and most wonderful fuck I'd experienced in my short career as a slut. I had three orgasms by the time he finally started to ejaculate.

When he was done, Jerome lay quietly on top of me while his softening cock slowly slipped from my ravaged vagina.

After several minutes he rolled off of me and stood up. He took the used condom off of his now soft penis and handed it to Ponce. "Take care of this Marion."

Ponce took the used condom to the bathroom.

As Jerome got dressed I looked at him and said, "I'd really like to see you again. Will you call me?"

Ponce walked back into the room.

Jerome looked at him. "Hey Marion, your wife wants me to come back and fuck her again. Is that okay with you?" He sneered at Ponce. "I really enjoyed her sweet young pussy." 

Ponce hung his head. "If April wants you to come back it's fine with me."

Jerome laughed. "I kind of thought that would be your answer."

He smiled at me. "I have to get going. I have your telephone number on my clipboard. I'll definitely call you again." He turned back to Ponce. "Thanks Marion, your wife is a great fuck."

Jerome opened the apartment door and left. 

As soon as he was gone Ponce sat down on the couch with me. "April are you okay? I got kind of nervous a couple of times. You screamed really loud."

I smiled at Ponce. "Baby doll I'm wonderful, that was amazing." I looked at him. "Are you okay? Jerome was kind of rude to you."

Ponce smiled. "Don't worry about me, I had a wonderful time. It was like one of those stories we read on the Internet." He paused. "But it did make me kind of horny."

I kissed his cheek and giggled. "Well let's see if we can't do something about that."

"Ponce come sit on the couch with me."

As soon as he sat down I climbed onto his lap. I was still naked. He was dressed.

I kissed him and whispered. "What would you like baby. Would you like me to give you a blow job like the one I gave Jerome?" I gently rubbed his nipple. "I played with Jerome's nipple just like this. He really seemed to enjoy it. Do you like it?"

I picked up Ponce's hand and put it on my cunt. "Feel my pussy baby. It's all stretched out from Jerome's big cock." 

I let Ponce feel me for a moment and then I continued. "Put your finger in me Ponce. Feel how wet I am. Jerome got me very excited. I loved the way he fucked me. He's the best fuck I've ever had."

Ponce looked at me. "I want to lick your pussy April."

"Do you want to play our game for a little while?'

"Yes please."

I smiled at my baby. "Take your clothes off. I think you should be naked when you lick my cunt."

I slipped off Ponce's lap. He stood up and quickly removed his clothing. As soon as he was naked he looked at me for instructions.

"Marion, get down on you knees."

Ponce grinned at me and got down on his knees between my legs.

I put my foot up to his face. "I might let you lick my pussy tonight, but it's a privilege that you're going to have to earn. First, let's see how good you are at licking feet.

Ponce cradled my foot in his hands and meticulously kissed and my licked toes. As I lay on the couch enjoying the pleasure he was giving me I decided to play with him for just a little while.

"Baby, Jerome was such a good lover. He was obviously very experienced. He knew just how to please a woman." I paused. "I can't wait until I see him again." I slipped my hand to my crotch and pushed my middle finger into my cunt. "His cock felt so good in my cunt. Being fucked by a real man was wonderful."

I looked down. My baby was enjoying this, his cock was sticking straight out. 

I let Ponce kiss my feet for a little longer and then I stood up and turned around.

"That was very nice, but now it's time for you to properly express your devotion to your goddess." I reached behind me and spread the cheeks of my ass. "Slave, lick my asshole."

I closed my eyes and waited. A thrill rippled through me when I felt Ponce's soft kisses and I nearly had an orgasm when his tongue entered me. There is an incredible feeling of power that comes from having another person kiss and lick your ass.

Ponce was obviously enjoying it as much as I was. He wasn't just licking me. It was more like he was making love to my asshole with his tongue.

I slipped my hand to my crotch and rubbed my clit with two fingers. It wasn't long before I felt the wonderful sensations of pleasure begin to build in my body.

It was my fourth orgasm of the afternoon and maybe the most intense. When it was over I lay on the couch enjoying the warm sensation of contentment that comes from sexual satisfaction while Ponce kneeled at my feet caressing my legs.

I allowed myself a few minutes to regain my composure and then I stood up. I reached down and pulled Ponce to his feet. "Let's go into the bedroom. You've been very well behaved this afternoon, you've earned your reward.

When we got into the bedroom I lay on the bed and spread my legs. "Slave, you have my permission to lick my cunt."

Ponce moved slowly. He was my devoted servant and he was about to pay tribute to his goddess.

I closed my eyes. At this moment I had only one obligation, that was to allow my slave to pamper me and give me pleasure.

Ponce was becoming very good at giving oral sex. As he caressed and massaged my cunt with his tongue, I relaxed on the bed and dreamed of the other men who have made love to me. Jerome was the most experienced. I wanted him again. I also wanted to try other mature men. I spent some time thinking about my professors at school. Several of them were very handsome.

Darb's was wonderful. He and Jerome were the most dominant lovers I'd been with. Both of them could have me anytime they wanted me.

Danny was fun. He was a kind caring lover who knew how to give a woman pleasure. I suspected that Danny would always be my favorite lover. I thought for a moment and quickly realized I was wrong about that. Danny would always be my second favorite lover. My baby Ponce would always be my favorite. 

As I lay on the bed enjoying the pleasure that Ponce was giving me I realized that I was falling deeper and deeper into love with him. He was becoming the center of my world.

Suddenly a thrill shot through my loins. Ponce was sucking on my clit. All the nerves in my body started to tingle. 

I was preparing for more pleasure when Ponce inexplicably stopped eating me for a moment. I looked down and saw him put his index finger into his mouth and get it nice and wet. I didn't understand what he was doing. I was about to ask him, when he pushed that moist finger into my ass and started licking me again.

It was incredible. I never imagined that anything could feel that good. Ponce was sucking my clit while he fucked my ass with his finger. I went wild. My fifth orgasm of the afternoon came quickly. Ponce pulled his finger out of my ass when I started screaming. This orgasm was even more intense than the last one. The convulsions must have gone on for over a minute. 

When my muscles finally started to relax I grabbed my baby and pulled him up on the bed next to me. As we cuddled together I looked at Ponce and asked. "Where did you ever learn to do that?"

He started to giggle and said, "I read about it on the Internet. Was it good?"

I started laughing. "Ponce honey it was magnificent." 

He beamed with pride.

I looked at my baby. "It's now your turn. What would you like?"

"One of my special blow jobs."

I smiled at him. "Nothing would make me happier."

I went to work. What made Ponce's special blow jobs special is that they were soft and slow. He loved them. I think he also loved the fact that they were reserved exclusively for him.

When I was done I swallowed all of his semen. Afterwards we cuddled. I loved lying in my big boy's arms.

While we were lying together Ponce asked, "April, why you didn't share my cum with me."

"Sweetheart, when I have a lover I'll share his cum with you, but yours is my favorite. I want it all to myself."

Ponce smiled. After a moment he said, "I really liked it when you told Jerome that I was your husband."

"I liked it to." 

I paused and then I said, "Ponce I love you."

He gently stroked my cheek. "I love you to April."

We lay together quietly for several minutes. Finally Ponce said, "We have to wait. We have to graduate from college first."

I kissed my boy. He was so simple in his approach to life and at the same time so very wise. "You mean before we can get married?"

He nodded and said, "Yes."

I sighed. He was of course correct. I kissed his cheek, "I know."

We were both tired. We feel asleep in each others arms. As I drifted off I felt safe and secure. Nothing bad could ever happen to me when I was with Ponce.

At five o'clock we heard Danny come in. Ponce and I got out of bed and got dressed. When we came out of the bedroom he was sitting on the couch. He looked beat. 

"Danny honey are you okay?"

"Well I'm not dead. That's not bad considering the fact that I was up all night and moved a houseful of furniture this afternoon."

Ponce brought him a beer. "Here buddy, drink this, it will help."

He smiled at us and chugged the beer.

Ponce laughed. "Give me the empty, I'll get you another one." 

While Ponce was in the kitchen getting another beer for Danny I kissed him and said, "Why don't you get in the shower. When you get out I'll give you a nice blow job and then the three of us can sit on the couch and watch the new television."

Danny laughed. "April that's one of the best offers I've had in years."

Ponce brought each of us a beer. While we sat and drank we told him about the afternoon.

When we told him about Jerome he laughed and said, "You fucked the cable guy! That's like something out of a porno movie." 

He looked at Ponce. "Did you really watch?"

Ponce smiled and nodded his head yes.

Danny shook his head. "You two are fucking amazing." 

After we finished our beer, Danny got in the shower. While he was cleaning up Ponce went to the local Chinese take out restaurant for three orders of sweet and sour chicken. I made sure he got extra rice, my boys were big eaters.

As soon as Danny was done in the shower we went into his bedroom. When I gave him his blow job, he came quickly. He was tired, neither of us wanted to prolong it. It was intended as a brief moment of pleasure for him.

We were just finishing when Ponce returned with our dinner. Ponce and I laid everything out on the table while Danny got dressed. 

As we were dishing up the food Ponce asked me. "Did you give Danny a blow job while I was gone?"

"Yes."

Ponce nodded. "Good, he looked like he had a really tough afternoon. I think he needed something good to happen to him."

I laughed, "It did."

As soon as Danny was dressed, we sat down at the kitchen table and ate. Just as we were finishing our dinner my cell phone rang.

I picked it up. "Hello."

"Hi April, this is Adam Morris."

"Hi Adam."

"April I'm kind of going out on a limb here. Were you and Ponce really serious when you said it was cool with him if you and I got together?"

"We were very serious Adam."

I could hear him take a deep breath. "If that's true, would you like to have dinner with me in my apartment on Friday night?"

"I would love to."

"You're sure Ponce won't be upset."

"Adam honey, I am very sure. What time should I come over."

"How about 9:00 o'clock."

"That would be perfect."

"Should I pick you up?"

"No that's okay, I'll have Ponce drop me off. Adam where do you live?"

"1823 North Columbus Street, apartment #4."

"Will you bring me home after our date is over? Ponce will be at work."

"Of course I will April."

"Good, Adam I'm glad you called. I'm already looking forward to Friday night."

"Thanks April, so am I."

I closed my cell phone. After I set it down I looked at Ponce. "I have a date with Adam Morris on Friday night. We're having dinner in his apartment." I smiled. "You get to bathe me and dress me so that I'll look really sexy for him."

Ponce smiled back at me. "Will you promise to tell me all about it when I get home from work?"

I nodded, "Oh yes, you're going to hear every detail." I stared into his eyes. "And you know exactly where I plan to be sitting when I tell you."

Ponce's didn't say anything, he just grinned at me.

Danny listened to all of this and shook his head, "You two are totally out of control."



April's Story Ch. 11



Note: This story is the eleventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous ten episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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The next couple of days were pretty quiet. During the day we went to class. In the evening we studied. When our homework was done, we watched television and fucked. 

Tuesday night, Ponce went to work at the Exeter Building. Danny and I went to bed early. We were exhausted. The events of Monday night and Tuesday afternoon had worn us out. Wednesday morning Ponce got home at 6:30. My boy was wonderful. He still made it to his eight o'clock class.

Ponce didn't have to work on either Wednesday or Thursday night so this gave him a chance to catch up on his sleep.

On Wednesday afternoon there was another basketball game with the gym rats. After the game I showered with the boys again.

As we were leaving the gym after the game, Jamal caught up to Ponce, Danny and me. "Can I talk with you for a moment?"

Danny turned to Jamal. "Of course you can."

Jamal looked at the three of us and said, "Big Julius is my good friend."

Ponce nodded. "He's my friend to, what's up Jamal?"

"He's a virgin."

Ponce and Danny shook their heads. "No shit?"

Jamal smiled. He turned to me. "April he has a huge crush on you."

I put my arm around Ponce. "I already have a big boy?"

Jamal nodded. "He knows that."

Ponce stared at Jamal, after a moment he smiled and said, "Can he understand that April is just going to be his friend?'

"Yes, I think he'd really like to be more than friends with April; but he's resigned to the fact that she's with you and Danny."

"Hold it!" I put my hands on my hips. "I think I see where this is going. Guys, I do believe that I have something to say about this."

Jamal laughed. "I'm sorry April, yes you do." He shrugged. "I apologize, I was way out of bounds on this one."

Ponce grabbed my hand. "April, Big Julius is our friend."

Danny shook his head. "I think were going about this all wrong. April, Big Julius is a lot like Ponce. He's very shy and very nice. We all love him."

I took a deep breath. "Let me see if I have this right, All three of you want me to fuck Big Julius, correct?"

Ponce, Danny and Jamal all smiled at me. Danny said, "That's pretty much it."

"You're telling me that he's just as shy as Ponce."

Danny nodded. "Yes, that's exactly what were saying."

I turned to Ponce. "Do you want me to do this?"

"It's up to you, but he's my friend. It really would be nice." 

I thought about it for a moment. Big Julius was a 6 foot nine inch black man. He probably weighed 275 to 300 pounds and it was all solid muscle. He was very sexy.

I looked at Jamal. "You don't think he's going to get all possessive?"

"He's in love with you, but that's going to be the case no matter what you do." He stopped. "I think he understands that you're with Ponce. I'm fairly certain that he can keep this in perspective."

I looked at Ponce. "I'm repeating my question to you. I want a very clear answer. Do you want me to do this?'

"April you're playing with lots of guys right now. Big Julius is our good friend. Yes, I want you to do this."

I turned, walked back to the locker room and went inside. Julius was just picking up his gym back so he could leave.

"Julius, Why don't you come over and watch television with Ponce, Danny and me for a little while." 

I turned. Ponce, Danny and Jamal were all standing in the doorway. "Jamal's coming to." I stared at him. "Right Jamal?"

Jamal nodded. "Yes, we're all going to watch the World Series."

Julius shook his head. "I don't know, I have some studying to do."

I realized that I was going to need to be a little more direct. I turned to the three musketeers in the doorway. "Why don't you guys wait outside for a few minutes."

As soon as they were gone I sat down on the bench in front of the lockers. "Julius honey, you know I'm with Ponce."

He nodded. "Yes April, I know that."

"I imagine that you also know that Ponce doesn't mind if I play around with other guys."

"Yeah I know." He paused. "I'm not sure I understand that."

"Let's just say that right now in my life I want to experience lots of men and let's just say that Ponce is secure enough as a man to let me do that. Does that make any sense?"

He thought for a moment and then he said, "I guess so."

"Julius would you like to do it with me tonight?"

He didn't say a word, he just stared at me.

"I'm still going to be with Ponce. I think I'm always going to be with Ponce, but I would love to play with you tonight and Ponce says it's okay with him."

"You mean like us having sex?"

"Yes Julius, that's exactly what I mean. Your buddies don't want you to be virgin anymore."

He frowned. "They told you that?"

I put my arms around Julius and kissed his cheek. "Honey it's nothing to be ashamed of. Two weeks ago I was a virgin."

He tilted his head and looked at me. "Are you sure about this April?"

"Can you understand that this doesn't mean anything. Can you understand that I'll still be with Ponce?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "April, you're the perfect girl."

I smiled at him. "Julius that was a very nice thing to say." I shook my head. "But I'm not the perfect girl for you. I'm going to sleep with other guys. Could you handle that?"

He sighed. "No, I couldn't." He thought for a moment. "But I really would like to have a girlfriend."

"Julius, you're a very hot guy. Lot's of girls at this school would love to go out with you. Would you like to have me get you some dates?"

His face lit up. "Yes please, I'd like that very much."

I smiled at him."Okay I'll go to work on that tomorrow morning. Now back to the question of the moment. Would you like to go back to our apartment tonight and play with me in the bedroom for a little while?"

"Are you really serious April?"

"Yes, Julius I'm very serious. I think you're really sexy and I want you to fuck me tonight."

His eyes got very big.

I started to giggle and grabbed his hand. "Come on big boy we have games to play.

Julius and I walked out of the locker room. Ponce, Danny and Jamal were waiting. Darb's had joined them.

Danny looked at me. "Darb's is coming over to watch the game to."

I smiled at Darb's "You're always welcome at our apartment." I looked back at Danny and Ponce. "We'd better stop at Don's market and get another case of beer and some chips."

I took Julius's hand and started walking to our apartment. I wanted Ponce to know that for the next hour I belonged to this other guy. I was going to be his sex toy and Ponce was going to be my cuckold."

Don's Market was our neighborhood grocery store. It was run by a middle aged man and his mother. It was just a little place, but they sold all of the things that mattered to college students. At Don's you could buy beer, snacks, bread, milk, soda pop and an amazing array of other items ranging from pens and pencils to shoe laces and buttons.

When we walked in Don's mother was running the store. She was always there at night. Don was always there in the daytime.

We picked out our snacks, got two twelve packs of beer from the cooler and brought everything to the counter so Don's mother could ring it up. When she got to the beer she looked at us and asked, "You're all twenty-one aren't you?".

We all smiled and nodded in agreement even though no one actually was twenty-one. She didn't ask for any identification, she never did. It just seemed that it was important to her to ask the question.

When we got back to the apartment Danny and Ponce put the beer into the refrigerator while Jamal and Darb's admired the new television.

As they were starting to surf through the myriad of channels that we now had, I grabbed Julius and pulled him into Ponce's bedroom. "Come on sweetheart, we have to take care of some very important business."

While I was closing the bedroom door I heard Danny telling Jamal and Darbs, "Ponce and I found two porn channels. They're both scrambled, but if you look really close, you can make out the shapes of the people."

"Excellent, let's check em out." It was Jamal's voice.

I heard Ponce come out of the kitchen. "We found them this morning and watched them while April was in the shower. They're pretty cool."

I laughed to myself, boys might very well be the weirdest creatures on the face of the earth. 

I sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to me. "Julius come sit here."

Once he was seated I said, "Would you like to undress me?'

He nodded. He didn't speak, he was obviously too shy. He was just as endearing as Ponce.

Julius pulled my tee shirt over my head. After he set it on the night table he looked at me.

I kissed his cheek and whispered to him, "It's okay for you to touch my breasts."

He grinned and gently touched my my nipples.

After a moment I stood up and said, "Julius, why don't you take my jeans off."

Julius unbuckled my belt and pulled the zipper on my jeans down. He was going very slow. He was obviously trying to savor the moment. When he pulled my jeans off of my hips he was careful not to pull my panties down. It was apparent that he wanted to take them off separately.

When my jeans fell to my ankles, I stepped out of them and stood in front of him wearing only a pair of yellow thong panties.

Julius had already seen me naked in the shower so I knew this really wasn't a big deal. Still I could tell he was enjoying looking at my nearly naked body.

I did a quick twirl and then I smiled at him, picked up his left hand and placed it on my crotch.

Julius looked into my eyes and bit his lower lip as he felt my cunt through my panties. I could tell that this was a very big deal.

I stared into his eyes and pulled the crotch of my panties aside. Julius gasped when his fingers made contact with my bare wet cunt.

I giggled. "It would be more fun if you took my panties off."

Julius nodded and pulled my panties down to my ankles. I kicked them off, spread my legs and started to finger my cunt. "Have you ever seen a girl masturbate before?"

He shook his head no. Julius was being very quiet. I think he was overwhelmed.

I smiled at him. "I showed you mine, I think it's time for you to show me yours."

He smiled back at me. He had a nice sense of humor.

He stood up, unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. I gasped when he dropped his trousers and boxer shorts. Julius had a big cock. I'd seen it in the shower, but it's different when you see it when it's fully erect and know it's about to go inside you.

He stepped out of his trousers and boxers and kicked them aside. As soon as he sat back down on the bed I kneeled between his legs, picked up that enormous black cock and looked up at him.

"Julius I want you to lie back and enjoy this."

As I started to kiss the head of his huge erection I thought about the women in Big Reggie's entourage at the Tombs. They would all probably be very excited to be giving this giant black man a blow job.

I watched Julius closely while I sucked his cock. I didn't want him to cum. The object tonight was to have him lose his virginity. I was enjoying my time with Julius, but I also wanted to be with Ponce and the other guys. I didn't want Julius to cum and then have to wait for him to get another erection. This was not going to be an all night affair.

Julius had better control than Ponce did. I brought him close to an orgasm twice and then backed him off. 

After the second time I climbed up on the bed and spread my legs. "Julius, tonight you get to fuck me bareback, but this will be the last time. In the future you have to wear a condom."

Julius climbed on top of me and placed the head of his huge cock against the lips of my cunt. I was wet and ready for him, but his cock was so big that I still thought he was going to split me open when he entered me.

Julius was a kind lover. He moved slowly. His cock felt wonderful when it penetrated me. As soon as he was all the way inside me he stopped. It was almost as if he instinctively knew that I had to have a minute to get used to having his huge cock inside my cunt before he started fucking me.

Julius fucked me for an amazingly long time. I had two orgasms. I wasn't quiet. I'm sure that all four of the guys in the living room could hear every one of my screams. I didn't care, in fact I wanted Ponce to hear us.

I don't know how long it took for Julius to cum. I was having so much fun that I stopped paying attention to the time. By the time Julius finally started to ejaculate inside me I really was his sex toy. I would have been willing to let him fuck me for hours.

When he was finally done cumming he pulled his cock out of me and smiled. "Thank you April, that was wonderful."

I looked at him and started to giggle. "Yes Julius, it really was." 

I lay on the bed with my legs brazenly spread apart. Julius's cum dripped from my cunt.

As I watched this handsome black giant get dressed my thoughts returned to the women in Big Reggie Diamond's entourage at the Tombs. I was fairly certain that at this moment they would all be very envious of me.

Once he was dressed I reached out and picked up Julius's hand. "Baby come sit with me for a minute."

Julius sat on the bed.

"Did you enjoy that?"

He shook his head. "April I'm sorry. I'm not very good at this stuff. I should have said something." He took a deep breath. "It was the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to me."

I squeezed his hand. "Sweetheart, you're wonderful in bed. You have the ability to make lot's of girls very happy. Do you want me to get you some dates?"

He smiled at me. "Yes please."

He got quiet. It was clear he was thinking. After a moment he said, "April I know you're with Ponce, but I really like you. Can we still be friends?"

I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss. "Honey I like you to, I want to be your friend forever." I gently bit his ear. "And I don't think Ponce will mind at all if we fool around once in a while."

Julius's face broke into a big grin. "April you're the most wonderful girl I've ever met."

I patted his thigh. "Sweetheart it's time for you to go watch a little television with the boys. Will you ask Ponce to come in here."

"Sure, I'd be glad to April." 

When Julius got up and walked out of the bedroom I had a very naughty thought. It would have been very hot if he'd walked into the living room and said, "Who's next?"

As I lay on the bed waiting for Ponce I imagined how deliciously slutty it would be to have a group of guys watching television in the living room while each of them waited to take their turn with me in the bedroom. 

When Ponce came into the bedroom I looked at him and said, "Hi cuckboy." I started to giggle. "It gets me really hot to have you walk into the bedroom and see me lying on the bed naked after another man has just finished fucking me." 

Ponce sat down on the edge of the bed. "I like it to."

I stared at Ponce for a moment and then I said, "I never gave you permission to sit on this bed. This bed was just occupied by one of my lovers. I think you need to get down and kneel on the floor."

Ponce smiled at me and got down on his knees.

"It's exciting to be playing our game when there are several guys just on the other side of that door isn't it?"

Ponce nodded. 

"Julius has a big cock. He fucked me for a long time. He's better in bed than you are. Did you hear me when I had my orgasms?"

"Yes Mistress, I did."

"You like it when I taunt you don't you Ponce."

"Yes Mistress." 

"I know, that's why I do it."

Ponce looked up at me. "Will you let me fuck you tonight after everyone is gone?"

I was just about to say of course I will, when I stopped myself. This seemed like an odd question for Ponce to ask me at this moment. 

I decided to take a chance. "No slaveboy, absolutely not. Tonight my pussy is reserved for real men like Julius, not for cuckold wimps like you. Danny is going to get to fuck me, but you're not."

I pretended to think for a moment. "If you're really well behaved, I might let you lick my asshole and masturbate before we go to sleep."

Ponce stared at me. When he started to smile I knew that I'd guessed correctly.

I pointed at the pool of semen between my legs. "If you want to have any hope of touching me at all tonight, you'd better get your chores done. Julius left a big mess, it needs to be cleaned up. You have my permission to get up on the bed so you can start cleaning."

Ponce climbed up onto the bed and began to lick up the pool of cum that had dripped from my cunt. Once the sheets were clean he he moved up and started licking my pussy. As soon as his tongue touched the lips of my cunt a thrill rippled through me. I was becoming a complete slut. I absolutely loved sex.

"Lie down on the bed." It was a command, not a request. 

Ponce did as he was told and lay on the bed. When he was in position I climbed on top of him and lowered my dripping pussy onto his mouth and nose. As I rode my baby's face I looked down. His erect cock was making a large tent in the front of his pants. 

It didn't take Ponce long to bring me to another orgasm. I was very loud. The guys in the living room didn't know what we were doing. I assumed they would think Ponce was getting slippery seconds. 

After my orgasm subsided I lay down next to Ponce and softly kissed his cheek. "Wait here, I'll be right back."

I got up, put my clothes on and went into the bathroom. While I was in there I got a wet wash cloth and brought it back to the bedroom. "Here, you have Julius's cum all over your face. You'd better use this before we join the others in the living room.  

Ponce wiped his face. Once he was clean we went out into the living room. Ponce sat on the couch. I went into the kitchen and got each of us a beer. When I came back into the living room I sat on his lap. We sipped our beer and watched the rest of the baseball game with the other guys. I was pretty sure that Danny was the only one who actually understood what Ponce and I had been doing while we were in the bedroom. 

The baseball game ended at about 10:15. Julius, Darbs and Jamal left about thirty minutes later.

As soon as they were gone I looked at Danny and said, "Want to fuck me before you go to bed tonight?"

"Am I getting slippery thirds?"

"Absolutely not." I pointed at Ponce. "My little cuckboy over there did a very thorough job of cleaning me after Julius and I were done playing." My voice took on a mocking tone of pretend concern. "The poor little boy didn't get to take a turn fucking his naughty girl friend. Little cuckboys don't get turns when there are real men around." 

Danny looked at Ponce. "You guys are playing your domination game again aren't you."

Ponce grinned and shook his head yes.

Danny looked at me and shrugged. "Okay, what am I supposed to do in tonight's game?"

I grabbed Danny's hand and pulled him towards his bedroom. "Just relax and enjoy yourself sweetheart."

When we got into Danny's room I turned to Ponce. "Slave, you can clean up the living room while my lover and I play in his bedroom."

I turned back to Danny and kissed him. As I kissed him I started to unbutton his shirt. "I can't wait to get that nice big cock of yours into my mouth."

I pulled Danny's shirt off, dropped to my knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. When I took his cock out of his boxer shorts I looked over my shoulder. Ponce was picking up beer cans and watching us out of the corner of his eye. I had very deliberately left Danny's bedroom door open.




April's Story Ch. 11



I sucked Danny's cock and let him fuck me. It was wonderful. I was intentionally very vocal while Danny and I made love. I wanted Ponce to hear how much I was enjoying myself.

As soon as we were done I called Ponce. When he walked into the bedroom I was cuddled up next to Danny. He had his arm around me. 

I shamelessly spread my legs. I wanted Ponce to get a good view of my freshly fucked cunt. "Cuckboy, you have one more chore to do before we go to bed." I started to giggle. "Danny seems to have left a big mess in my pussy. I think you need to come over here and clean it up."

For the second time this evening my baby lay down between my legs and licked another man's semen from my cunt. 

While he was doing it I turned to Danny and mustered every bit of self control I had. "How was your American Government class today?"

For a moment Danny looked at me like I was crazy, then he realized what I was doing and smiled. "It was interesting. We're learning about the powers granted to the individual states by the Constitution."

For several minutes we talked quietly and completely ignored Ponce while he licked my pussy clean.

When I finally felt that enough time had passed I looked down at my baby and arrogantly said, "That should be adequate cuckboy. Now go to your room and wait for me. I want to say good night to my lover in private."

After Ponce was gone I kissed Danny on the cheek. "Thank you, I think all of us really enjoyed that."

"Even Ponce?"

I laughed. "I think Ponce enjoyed it even more than you and I did."

I got up and went into our bedroom. Ponce was taking off his clothes. 

I walked over to him and kissed his cheek. "Did you enjoy that?" 

He grinned at me. "Yes, very much. You're getting really creative."

I laughed. "I'm trying babydoll. I'm trying very hard."

I whispered into Ponce's ear, "Would you like one of your special blow jobs?"

He stepped back and shook his head. "You remember what you said earlier. Tonight if I want to cum I only get to do it one way."

"Do you really want me to hold you to that?"

He smiled. "Yes I do."

A little thrill went up my spine. I was learning that I liked being dominant.

I lay down on the bed on my stomach. "When you're finished undressing you may kiss me and satisfy yourself."

For the next few minutes Ponce licked my asshole and masturbated. This was going to be the only sex he was allowed tonight.

As he was pleasuring both of us I realized that Ponce was teaching me how to dominate him.



April's Story Ch. 12



Note: This story is the twelfth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous eleven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Kelroy College, First Settler's National Bank and The Roger Carr Auto Group are creations of my imagination. If by chance one of them does happen to exist, it is an unfortunate coincidence and unintended by me.

Thursday morning everyone met in the grill after our 8:00 classes. When I walked in Jamal, Darbs, Big Julius, Ponce, Danny, Adam, Jake, Tony and Mandy were already seated at our favorite table. I walked straight over to Ponce, kissed his cheek, climbed onto his lap and put my arms around his neck. 

As soon as I was seated, Darbs looked at me and said, "The big talk this morning is the three on three basketball tournament tonight. All the frat boys are saying that the three of you are going to get your asses kicked. They think last week was a fluke.

Jamal laughed. "They didn't see April at the Tomb last Monday night."

Mandy looked up. "What's the Tomb?"

I shook my head, "Mandy you wouldn't believe it."

"Try me."

Jake sat up. "I want to hear to."

I looked around. 

Big Julius smiled at me. "April, tell the story. I think we all want to hear it." 

I nodded, "All right."

I started by describing the scene at the Tomb. There was a quiet murmur of amazement when I told the group about the women in Big Reggie Diamond's entourage. Everyone listened quietly while I recounted the highlights of the basketball games and explained how we beat the Northside Boyz and won all the money. By the time I was finishing the story with a detailed description of our escape from the gym everyone was staring at me in rapt silence.

When I was done Mandy looked at Darb's and asked, "Were there really bullet holes in your back window?"

Darbs nodded. "Yes, I just got the window repaired yesterday."

Mandy shook her head. "That's just amazing." She looked at me. "April right now you're leading the most exciting life on this campus. I can't wait until this evening. Every girl in the dorm is going die with envy when they hear this story."

Suddenly I remembered my promise to Big Julius. I touched Mandy's arm. "Mandy I need to talk to you alone for a minute."

"Sure April."

"Let's go over to that other table."

Jake started laughing. "Secrets are no fair if you're sitting at this table."

I looked at Jake. "Well then, maybe Mandy and I won't come back."

Big Julius shook his head. "We want you to come back. If Jake objects we'll make him leave the table. You two are a lot more pleasant to look at than Jake is."

Jamal started laughing. "Julius, you sure got that right."

Jake threw his hands up. "Okay, I was wrong; secrets are permitted at this table."

Everyone was laughing as Mandy and I walked over to the next table. 

As soon as we sat down Mandy asked. "What's the big secret April?"

"I let Big Julius fuck me last night."

Mandy's mouth dropped open. "No Way!"

I smiled. "Oh yes, and he was great."

"April you're totally out of control." She stopped, thought for a moment and then she started giggling. "I want to fuck him to."

"I'm sure you can, but Mandy what Big Julius really wants is a girlfriend."

"Why doesn't he just go get one. He's a very hot guy?"

"Because he's just as shy as Ponce. We have to find him a girlfriend."

"That's easy, Cynthia Parker has been in love with him since the first day of school in September."

"Does he know her?"

"He should, they have two classes together. She talks about him all the time."

I looked back at our table. "Julius, come over here and join us."

Julius walked over. As soon as he sat down I said, "I was just telling Mandy about our discussion last night."

Julius got embarrassed and started to stare at the floor. "April it's okay. Let's just forget..."

"Mandy do you see what I mean. He's really shy."

Julius looked up at me. "Hey!"

Mandy giggled. "It's okay Julius. Being shy makes you very attractive to lots of girls."

He turned to me. "Really?"

I nodded. "Yes, really." 

I patted his knee. "Julius, I told Mandy that we did it last night. She wants to do it with you to."

"April!"

"Mandy I'm learning that life is a lot more fun when you're direct about what you want."

Mandy's face was bright red. Julius smiled at her.

I laughed. "I'll let the two of you work that out, but there's something else we have to talk about. Julius do you know Cynthia Parker?"

"Sure, she's in two of my classes."

"Have you ever talked to her?"

"I'd like to, but she seems kind of stuck up."

I shook my head. "Julius, she's not stuck up. She's shy. She's just as shy as you are and she has a big crush on you."

Julius stared at me for a moment. "She does?" He paused, "She's really pretty."

"How about if after you fuck Mandy..."

"April!"

"Mandy you know you want to do it. Let's be honest about it."

I started over. "How about if after you fuck Mandy you get her to set you up with a date with Cynthia Parker."

Julius looked at Mandy. "Would you do that?"

I laughed, "Which one Julius, let you fuck her or get you a date with Cynthia Parker?"

Julius smiled. "How about both."

Mandy was blushing, but she was still able to smile at Big Julius and say, "Okay." 

Thursday night we played another frat team in the three on three basketball tournament.

The gym was full. All of the fraternities turned out in big numbers to cheer for the team we were playing. It seemed like everyone wanted to see us lose. Two guys were even carrying a sign that said, "Clobber the two hayseeds and their slut."

The frat team got the ball first. Their guard brought it up the floor and made a quick pass. One of their players threw up an off balance jump shot that miraculously went though the hoop.

The crowed went wild. The frat boys started chanting "No mercy! No mercy! No mercy!"

As I dribbled the ball to our end of the court, Ponce ran by me and said, "April you heard them, no mercy."

All three of us played as hard as we could. The frat boys never made another basket. The final score of the game was 30 to 2. By the time the game ended the gym was empty. The rich kids had all deserted their team.

Friday morning everyone met in the grill again. When Jamal walked in he sat down and looked at all of us. "I just heard that some of the frat boys have have talked their rich daddies into going to the board of Trustees this morning. They want to get April kicked out of the tournament. They can't handle getting beat by a girl. They have Dean Munson on their side."

Danny laughed. "That's no surprise. That wormy little shithead is always sucking up to the rich kids and their parents."

Albert Munson was the Dean of Students. He wasn't well liked by either Ponce or Danny. I gathered that the feeling was mutual. Apparently my boys had gotten into some kind of trouble with him last year.

We talked about this news for a few minutes and finally decided to ignore it. The board of Trustees and Dean Munson were going to do whatever they wanted. There really didn't seem to be much of anything that we could do about it.

We all went to class and agreed to meet in the grill again at three o'clock. Jamal promised to find out as much as he could about what was happening.

When Ponce and I walked in at three our table was jammed. Everyone had heard the gossip about the meeting with the board of Trustees. They all wanted to know what was happening.

Jamal came in at 3:05. He seemed excited. 

As he was sitting down Danny looked at him and said, "Okay, what have you heard?"

Jamal shook his head. "It's absolutely amazing." He looked around. "Dean Munson's secretary, Janice is fucking Coach Rawlins."

We all looked at each other. Everyone knew Coach Rawlins. He was the new black assistant men's basketball coach. He was well liked by all of the students. I was amazed to hear that he was fucking Janice. Dean Munson's secretary was a very attractive middle aged married woman. I was pretty sure that Jamal was not supposed to have let that rather large piece of gossip out of the bag.

Jamal continued. "Janice was at the Board of Trustees meeting. She told Coach Rawlins all about it."

He looked around the table. Everyone was staring at him. 

"Dean Munson was there with several students and their parents." Jamal tuned to me. "Your old boyfriend Brad Stewart was there with his father. His father is the President of the First Settlers National Bank."

We all knew what that meant. First Settlers was the largest Bank in the city. Brad Stewart's dad was a very powerful man.

"Anyway, Dean Munson spoke for the parents. Apparently he said some really nasty things about you, Ponce and Danny."

I looked up at Jamal. "Dean Munson doesn't even know who I am!"

Jamal laughed. "That's certainly not true anymore." He continued. "Roger Carr, he's that guy on television that owns the Roger Carr Auto Group."

Jake laughed. "You mean the guy who comes on television and says, Buy a Car from Carr."

Jamal nodded. "Yes, that's the guy. He's on the Kelroy Board of Trustees. Well anyway, he asked for April's student file. After he read it he wanted to know why you weren't playing for the Kelroy women's basketball team."

Jamal chuckled. "Apparently Dean Munson had no idea that you were a high school basketball star."

He shook his head. "After that another of the trustees, some guy named Avery Patterson, pointed out that last year the Kelroy Trustees had drafted some big statement about being committed to gender equity. He suggested that if they kicked April out of the basketball tournament they would be directly contradicting the intent of that statement."

Jamal sat back in his chair. "That observation pretty much ended the discussion. They told Dean Munson that next year they might try offering a comparable women's tournament, but for this year any female Kelroy student including April is welcome to play in this tournament."

Jamal leaned forward again. He was grinning. "Dean Munson and Brad Stewart's old man stormed out of the meeting. I guess they both threw a real tantrum in the hallway. Janice said that President Walters called Dean Munson into his office and read him the riot act for being rude to the Board of Trustees." 

Danny laughed. "It's about time that sneaky little shit got in some hot water."

I looked at Jamal. "So we're not in any trouble?"

Jamal smiled. "No April, you're not in any trouble. This whole campaign against you seems to have backfired."

I stood up. "Jamal, thank you for telling us what happened." I turned to Ponce. "Come on baby, we have some errands to run." 

As soon as we got out onto the Commons, Ponce stopped me. "Okay April, what errands do we have to run?"

I looked at Ponce. "Did you forget baby? I have a date tonight. You promised to help me get ready."

"But it's only four o'clock. I'm not supposed to drop you at Adam's apartment until nine."

"I know, but first we have some shopping to do. You also have a lot of work to do when we get home."

"Shopping?"

"Yes, you're taking me to a little shop I know about. Were going lingerie shopping. You're going to help me pick out something really sexy to wear for Adam tonight."

Ponce smiled, he was suddenly enthusiastic. "Yes Mistress April, let's go get my truck."

I had Ponce drive me to The Exotica Boutique on East fifth Street. It was a little shop that specialized in sexy lingerie.

When we walked in we were greeted by a very attractive middle aged woman. "Hello, my name is Helen. Welcome to the Exotica Boutique. How may I help you?"

"Helen I have a date tonight with a very handsome man. I'd like some lingerie that will help get him in the mood."

Helen laughed. "Honey you're so young and sexy that you could show up in overalls and most men would be in the mood."

She glanced over at Ponce. "Who is this handsome young man."

I smiled. "He's my husband."

"I assume that he's your hot date for the evening."

"No not at all. My date is with a really cute guy named Adam. My husband will be at home doing housework."

Helen took a very long look at both Ponce and myself and then she said, "Really? My how progressive."

She turned to Ponce. "You don't seem to be very upset about the fact that your wife is going to be playing with another man this evening."

Ponce was just forming an answer when I interrupted. "He has no say in the matter. My baby is very big, but he's also very submissive."

Helen took a deep breath. It was obvious that our conversation was starting to arouse her. "Really? How very exciting. I happen to have a real fondness for submissive men."

She walked over to Ponce and started to examine him. "Oh you are such a handsome young man." She looked at me. "Do you mind if I touch him?"

I smiled. "Please feel free."

Helen placed the palm of her hand on Ponce's chest and started to feel his muscles. 

He looked at me. 

"Ponce behave yourself. Let Helen examine you."

Helen started rubbing Ponce's nipples. "He is so muscular. It must be very exciting to control a man as powerful as this one."

"Yes, I find it very exciting. Would you like to make a more intimate examination of him?"

Helen turned to me. "That would be very interesting. Let me lock the front door."

Helen turned the latch on the shop door and pulled the shade in the window.

As soon as the shade was down I turned to Ponce. "Take your clothes off. Helen wants to look at you." It wasn't a request. It was an order."

Ponce looked at me. This was new territory for him. He was obviously a little unsure about how he should react.

I glared at him. "Slave do not dare to embarrass me. I told you to undress for Helen. Do it and Do it now!"

I smiled as Ponce pulled his tee shirt over his head.

Helen took a deep breath and started gently running her fingers across Ponce's bare chest. 

"Ponce take your pants off."

My baby obediently unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. As he slid them off I noticed the huge tent that his erect penis was making in the front of his boxer shorts. Ponce was clearly enjoying this. 

Helen also noticed it. 

I smiled at her and said to Ponce. "Take your boxer shorts off. Helen would like to see your cock."

Helen gasped when Ponce dropped his underwear and exposed his huge erection. She turned to me. "My, but he is very well equipped."

"Yes, but he's just learning how to use it. He tends to cum quickly. I have preference for more experienced men with better control."

Helen nodded. "Yes, I can understand that." She took hold of Ponce's cock. "Still it is a magnificent piece of equipment."

"Yes it is and I hope with the proper training he might eventually become a quality fuck." I paused. "He has already become very adept with his tongue."

Helen turned to me. "Indeed? What a marvelous skill to have taught him."

"Would you like to use him for a few minutes."

"Yes I would. That would be very generous of you."

Helen took her dress off. She was wearing a red corset and a pair of black nylons. She wasn't wearing panties.

Just as she was about to sit down she stopped and looked at me. "I'm sorry, but I don't know your name."

I smiled. "I'm April Hansen. This is my husband Marion Hansen."

Helen raised her eyebrows. "Marion, how appropriate." Helen started to smile. "April your husband is kind of a big sissy isn't he?"

I laughed. "Yes Helen, he most certainly is."

"I think that when he eats a woman's pussy, he should be appropriately dressed."

Helen walked over to one of her shelves and picked out a very large pair of pink lace panties. "I think that these should fit Marion very nicely."

I started to giggle. "Oh yes, those are perfect."

Ponce turned beet red.

Helen handed him the panties. "Marion, put these on."

Ponce looked at me. 

"Do as your told Ponce. You don't want me to have to spank you in front of Helen."

Ponce put the panties on. I hadn't realized that they were crotchless. They were indeed perfect. His big cock was able to stick out through the hole in the crotch.

Helen looked at Ponce and nodded her approval. "That is much better." And then she sat down on a chair and spread her legs.

"Ponce I want you to get on your knees and pleasure Helen."

Ponce looked at me. He appeared to be totally humiliated as he stood in front of this strange woman wearing a pair of pink lace panties.

His rigid erection told me that he was also wildly aroused. 

"Ponce, do as your told!"

Ponce got on his knees and pressed his lips against Helen's bare cunt. She moaned when she felt him make contact.

For a moment I watched Ponce pleasure this older woman and then I said, "He's also very skilled at licking your ass if you happen to indulge in that particular pleasure."

Helen stood up and turned around. As she bent over the chair she said, "It happens to be my favorite."

Ponce brought Helen to two orgasms. After the second one she slumped in her chair and said, "Enough, that was wonderful."

I took several minutes and shopped for some lingerie while Ponce got dressed and Helen recovered from her last orgasm.

I picked out a pair of thong panties and a tiny matching bra. When I brought them to the counter Helen had recovered enough to stand and ring up the sale. 

While she was doing it she noticed that Ponce had taken the panties off when he got dressed. She looked at him and said, "Marion honey, those panties were a gift for you."

As she put them in the bag with my new panties and bra I started to giggle and said, "Marion thank Helen for the wonderful present."

Ponce hung his head and quietly said, "Thank you for the panties Helen."

Helen laughed. "Marion, you're very welcome. Sweetheart, they look very cute on you."

Ponce shook his head in embarrassment.

I paid Helen for my lingerie. As she was making change she asked. "April some evening when you're out on a date, would you mind if I borrowed Marion?"

I thought for a moment. "No Helen, I wouldn't mind at all. I think it might be fun for both of you. Will you promise to be kind to him."

"April I would never dream of hurting him. He's wonderful."

"I'll call you. I am sure we can set something up."

"I'll look forward to hearing from you." She paused and looked at Ponce. "And Marion Dear, I can't wait to play with you again."

When we got into the truck I turned to Ponce. "Sweetheart did you enjoy that?"

Ponce turned. There was a huge grin on his face. "April that was the hottest thing we've ever done."

"Would you like me to loan you to Helen for an evening."

Ponce thought for a moment. "Wouldn't that be cheating on you?"

I laughed. "No honey, you would be going to her as a slave, not a lover."

He smiled. "Then yes, I'd like that very much."

Ponce put the truck into gear. As he pulled away from the curb he said, "April please don't ever tell Danny or anyone else about the panties."

I smiled. "Don't worry baby, they'll be our little secret."

As we drove down the street Ponce got very quiet. He was obviously thinking. Finally he looked at me and said, "April, Helen tasted different than you do."

"I imagine that everyone tastes a little different. We've talked about how your cum tastes different than Danny's. I guess women are the same."

Ponce nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."



April's Story Ch. 13



Note: This story is the thirteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twelve episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

On the way home from the Exotica Boutique we stopped at the grocery store. I bought two sirloin steaks, several potatoes and the ingredients for a good salad.

It was true, I was going out for dinner with another guy and Ponce was my cuckold slave; but he was also my baby. He was going to have a good dinner before he went to work.

It was 6:30 by the time we got home. Danny was already there. He'd spent the afternoon moving furniture. He looked beat.

I washed the potatoes. After putting them in the oven I grabbed Ponce. "Come on sweetheart, you can give me my bath while the potatoes are baking."

Being bathed was a luxury that I was quickly learning to appreciate. I lay in the hot soapy water and relaxed while my slave carefully washed every inch of my body. When he was done I stepped out of the tub so that he could cover me with a huge beach towel and dry me off.

After my bath, we went into our bedroom. I put on a clean pair of panties and nothing else. I wanted to torment Ponce a little bit with my naked body. 

When we walked into the living room Danny was watching television. He took one look at me and laughed. "You guys are playing your domination game again aren't you?"

Ponce smiled at him and nodded yes.

Danny shook his head. "You know it's not easy being an innocent bystander in this game. April if you're going to run around the apartment in your thong panties all evening, I'm going to be pretty agitated by the time you leave for your date." 

I turned and looked at him for a moment. "Agitated? That's an interesting way to put it."

I walked over to Danny and kissed his cheek. "Just sit here and enjoy the show. I promise I'll give you a nice blow job just before I leave for my date with Adam. My little cuckboy over there is the only one who's going to be agitated tonight."

Danny smiled and said, "I can live with that."

Ponce and I went into the kitchen. We cooked dinner together. Ponce pan fried the steaks and set the kitchen table while I made three salads.

Just before we sat down to eat, I went into the bedroom and put on a tee shirt. I really can't explain why. I guess it was just my conservative up bringing. It didn't seem right to sit at the table half naked and eat dinner.

As soon as I came back from the bedroom, the three of us sat down to eat. Ponce and Danny had the steaks and the baked potatoes. I just had a small salad. I was going to be eating a late dinner with Adam.

After we were done eating I stood up. "Slave, bring Danny a beer and then clean up the kitchen. I'm going into the bedroom. It's time for me to put on my makeup. When you're done cleaning up in here come into our room. You can help me dress me for my date."

I went into the bedroom. Ten minutes later Ponce came in, I was putting on my eye makeup. 

"Take off your clothes. A slave should be naked when he attends to his Mistress."

I put my lipstick on while Ponce took his clothes off. When he was naked I picked up two bottles of perfume and turned to him. "Hold out your hands." 

I sprayed a little perfume from one bottle onto his right wrist and a little from the other bottle onto his left wrist. "Which perfume do you think Adam will like better?"

Ponce sniffed both of his wrists and held out his left hand. "This one."

"Very good." I handed the bottle to Ponce. "Spray just a tiny bit on my neck below each of my ears. Be very careful not to put too much on me."

Ponce did a good job. He was very careful to put on just a very light amount of perfume. 

After he was done I handed him my hair brush. "Brush my hair for me. I want to look very sexy for Adam."

As Ponce brushed my hair I said, "Adam is so handsome." I sighed. "I really am looking forward to sucking his cock tonight. I don't know why, but I absolutely adore giving blow jobs."

I turned around. Ponce's cock was sticking straight out. "I'll bet you'd love to have your cock sucked right now." I giggled. "Too bad for you. Little cuckboys don't get blow jobs. Little cuckboys have to go to work all agitated."

I stood up. "Bring me my new lingerie."

Ponce brought me the bag from Helen's shop.

I opened it up. When I looked in I saw Ponce's panties. I pulled them out. "Put these in my dresser. We'll save them for an evening when Danny is out."

Ponce smiled. It was an obvious expression of relief.

As soon as he came back I handed him my new panties. "Hold these so I can step into them."

Ponce kneeled down and held my panties. As I stepped into them he pulled them up. When they were on I took the brassiere out of the bag and handed it to him.

"Put this on me."

Ponce carefully put the bra in place. This was something he'd never done before so he went very slowly. He had a little trouble with the clasp, but he finally got it fastened. 

When he was done I stepped back and did a little twirl. "How do I look? Will Adam will think I'm sexy?"

Ponce grinned at me and said, "I'm absolutely certain he will."

I smiled at Ponce and patted his head. "You're sweet. Now put your clothes back on, it's almost time for us to go. Come into the living room when you're dressed.

I went into the living room. Danny was sitting in a chair watching television. When I walked in, he looked up at me.

I did a little twirl for him. "Do you like my new panties and bra set?"

He nodded. "Very nice."

"It's almost time for me to go. If I remember correctly, we have a little business to attend to before I leave."

"I was hoping you wouldn't forget."

I kneeled on the floor between Danny's legs and unzipped his pants. 

While I was taking Danny's cock out Ponce walked into the room. I turned to him and said, "Go sit on the couch and watch carefully. I want you to know exactly how much pleasure I can give to a man."

As I started sucking Danny's cock I thought to myself that I was becoming what the frat guys called a BJ queen. I knew that they didn't use it as a flattering term, but I didn't care what those assholes thought. I kind of liked the title. I really did love giving blow jobs.

Danny came quickly. He was tired and I had a big evening in front of me. Neither of us needed to prolong the pleasure. 

I let him cum in my mouth. When he was done ejaculating I stood up, walked over to Ponce, pulled him out of his chair and kissed him. As I kissed him I passed all of Danny's cum into his mouth. "Remember how that tastes cuckboy. When you get home from work in the morning you can lick my pussy and compare the flavor of Danny's cum to the flavor of Adams."

I pulled Ponce back into the bedroom. "It's almost time for us to leave. I think it would be nice if you gave me a little kiss before we go." 

I pulled down my panties and bent over. I let Ponce lick my asshole for a few minutes. We both enjoyed it. I could have let him go on for hours, but we were running short on time. 

I reluctantly stood up. "I'm sorry baby it's time to go. Bring me my jeans skirt and my top."

Ponce brought me my clothes. I put them on quickly. As soon as I was dressed we both went back into the living room.

I stood in front of Danny and Ponce and posed. "Well what do you think?"

Danny laughed. "I think Adam is a lucky guy."

Ponce dropped me at Adam's apartment at nine o'clock sharp. 

Adam was a whole new experience. He seduced me. He didn't need to do it. We both knew I was coming to his apartment so he could fuck me. He could have just ripped my clothes off and dragged me into the bedroom. 

He didn't. Instead, he took the time for a little romance. It was wonderful. It was the first time that a guy bothered to go through the motions.

Brad Stewart was a dork. He took me to his room, fed me some booze and expected me to put out.

The first time Danny fucked me was in the college weight room. It was fun, but it could hardly have been called a romantic evening.

I dragged Ponce to his apartment and fucked him. I love my baby Ponce, but he is not a romantic lover.

Darb's took me to his place, but he didn't seduce me, he used me as a sex toy. It was hot. It was very hot, but it wasn't a seduction.

Jerome? He was the cable guy. He fucked me after he installed our cable television box. What else do I have to say.

Big Julius was like Ponce. I was in control from the beginning. He didn't seduce me, I pushed him onto the bed and fucked him.

Adam was different, he seduced me. He was the first boy who ever seduced me. It was wonderfully romantic.

When Adam opened the door to his apartment I was nearly bowled over by the atmosphere. The room was lit by several candles. Aretha Franklin was playing on his stereo. There was a small table in the living room. It was set up for dinner for two.

As I walked in Adam greeted me. He seemed so sophisticated. "Hello April, I'm glad you could come for dinner."

I was a nineteen year old girl. I was overwhelmed. This was right out of a romance novel.

He opened a bottle of red wine. It was from Spain. He had to use a corkscrew. It made me feel very cosmopolitan. Before dinner we sat on his couch, sipped our wine, listened to Aretha Franklin and talked. 

Dinner was salad and spaghetti. It was simple, but he'd prepared it. It was the first time that a boy ever cooked dinner for me.

After dinner Adam put on a Barry White CD and we danced. As we danced he held me closer and closer. A handsome prince was treating me like I was a beautiful princess. This was a young girl's dream coming true. I was excited and burning with passion. 

While we were dancing, my prince gently lifted my face and softly kissed my lips. I melted. He led me to the couch where we sat down and continued our kiss. Soon we were fondling each other. It wasn't long before Adam had his hand under my blouse and I was unzipping his pants.

I pulled Adam's jeans off and sucked his cock, but my prince wasn't satisfied with that, he wanted more, he wanted me. Adam gently pushed me down on the couch. I lay on my back with my eyes closed and passively let him undress me. He was in complete control. After I was naked he spread my legs apart and mounted me.

I gasped as I felt his hard cock enter my wet cunt. I knew that I should have made him stop and put on a condom, but I was beyond reason. I could only think of one thing. I wanted to feel my prince's cock inside of me.

Adam was a considerate, gentle lover. He worked hard to please me. We fucked until the wee hours of the morning. We each had several orgasms. Once we were both satisfied we quietly lay in each others arms. Cuddling with Adam was almost as much fun as cuddling with Ponce.

Eventually the evening had to end and we got up and put on our clothes. After we were dressed Adam walked me home. He was true to his word. When we got to the door of Ponce and Danny's apartment he took me in his arms and kissed me. It was a long slow passionate kiss.

Once we broke off our kiss I looked at Adam and said, "I want you to tell everybody about this evening."

Adam stared at me for a moment. "I don't understand. I was always taught that it was rude to kiss and tell."

I kissed his cheek. "You're sweet, but that's your motto. Mine is, it pays to advertise."

Adam started laughing. "April, you're terrible." He paused for a moment. "What does Ponce think of your motto."

I smiled. "My baby doll gets off on the fact that his girlfriend's a slut."

"I'm not sure I understand."

"Sweetheart, you don't have to understand, just do me a favor and kiss and tell. I can think of wonderfully naughty ways to express my appreciation." 

Adam laughed. I kissed him one more time and went inside. 

I looked at the clock as I got ready for bed. It was just after 2:00 am. Ponce would be home in less than two hours. I couldn't wait to torture him with the details of my erotic evening with Adam.

I didn't put my pajamas on. I wanted to be lying on the bed naked with my legs spread apart when Ponce walked in the bedroom door. I wanted my cuckboy to get a good look at the pussy that Adam had been enjoying all evening long.

I tried to read for a little while. I thought that might help me stay awake. It didn't. I quickly dozed off. 

The next thing I knew, I was feeling a very gentle kiss on my forehead. I opened my eyes. Ponce was looking down at me. I smiled up at him. "Hi baby, I'm glad you're home."

"Did you have a good time with Adam."

I nodded

"I'm going to go take a quick shower and then maybe you'll tell me all about it."

When Ponce stepped out to the shower I was waiting with our big beach towel.

He grinned at me. "Isn't this a little role reversal?"

I laughed. "You've been working all night long. You deserve a little pampering." As I dried him off I whispered into his ear, "I had a really fun time with Adam, would you like to hear about it?'

Ponce looked at me. "I want to hear every detail. Where would you like to sit when you tell me about it?"

I started to giggle. "In my favorite place." I took Ponce's hand and led him into our bedroom. "Lie down on our bed baby."

Ponce lay on his back and I climbed onto his face and sat so that I was looking at his cock. This way I could play with him while I was telling him about my evening.

I sighed when I felt Ponce's tongue start moving in my pussy. "Baby that feels so good." I grabbed his cock, "If you can keep from cumming until I'm done telling you about my evening, I'll give you a nice blow job."

I felt Ponce's tongue flick my clit. He was telling me that he liked the idea.

"I'd let you fuck me, but a real man already did that tonight. I don't think it would be right to give a little cuckboy like you the same privileges that a real man gets."

I suddenly started to feel nasty. I leaned forward and slapped Ponce's balls. He grunted. I giggled and did it again. "Baby, does that hurt?" I slapped him again. "If you want me to stop you need to get your tongue into my asshole."

Ponce pulled my ass to his face. My breath caught when I felt him push his tongue into me. I reached down and started rubbing my clit while my slaveboy tongue fucked my asshole.

"Adam fucked me three times tonight. I know I was supposed to make him use a condom, but he got me so turned on that I lost control and forgot." I squeezed Ponce's cock. "Baby was it okay that I did that? Was it okay that I let your friend Adam shoot his stuff right into my unprotected pussy?"

I felt Ponce push his tongue deeper into my ass. He was telling me that he was enjoying this.

"I asked Adam to tell everybody that he fucked me. I hope you don't mind. I want to fuck all of your friends. Will that be okay with you sweetheart? Will you be upset if I let all of your friends fuck me?"

I leaned forward and put my cunt back over Ponce's mouth. He immediately started licking my clit. He was definitely having a good time. 

"Adam asked me how you felt about everybody knowing that he'd fucked me. I told him that you really get off on the idea that everyone knows your girlfriend is a slut. Is that okay with you baby? Does it get you off to have all your friends know I'm a slut."

A thrill rippled up my spine as Ponce started sucking on my clit.

Suddenly I knew exactly what I wanted. "Ponce baby, do you remember what you did to me the day we got the cable television installed? It was when you were licking my pussy after Jerome got done fucking me." I could feel Ponce nodding his head yes. "Good sweetheart. I want you to do it again."

I shivered as I felt Ponce lift me up for a second so he could put his middle finger into his mouth. He remembered. He knew exactly what I wanted.

I was suddenly so excited that I could barely talk. "That's right baby, you remember. Now push your wet finger into my asshole."

Every muscle in my body tightened when I felt Ponce push his finger into me. 

"Deeper baby, push it in all the way."

Ponce pushed the entire length of his finger into my ass.

"Oh yes, that feels so good. Now fuck my ass with your finger while you suck on my clit."

Ponce did exactly as he was told and it took less than a minute for him to bring me to an earth shattering orgasm.

Once the convulsions of intense pleasure finally subsided I rolled off of my baby and collapsed onto the bed. Ponce held me in his arms while I slowly recovered from my climax.

It took several minutes, but I finally did regain my strength. When I was ready I kissed my baby and told him, "That was wonderful. You were a very good boy. You deserve a nice reward." 

I leered at Ponce. "You're a little cuckboy, and I don't let little cuckboys fuck me, so you can't do that." I smiled at him, "but you can have one of your special blow jobs."

Ponce grinned and lay back on the pillows.

It didn't take long before he came. When he started to ejaculate, I kept his cock in my mouth and swallowed all of his semen.

This time I didn't have to explain why I didn't share his cum with him. He knew. His semen was my favorite. I was greedy, I wanted all of it for myself.



April's Story Ch. 14



Note: This story is the fourteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the  previous thirteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.


Saturday and Sunday afternoon I had to go to work at the Silly Squirrel. I was beginning to hate my job. It kept me away from the boys.

On Monday night we had our first football party. Jamal, Darbs, Big Julius, Adam, Jake and Tony all came over. All the guys brought beer and I picked up the snacks.

It was kind of strange being the only girl at a party with eight guys. No one else seemed to think anything about it so I guess I was now pretty much accepted as one of the guys. There was however one big difference. Five of the guys had recently fucked me. 

During the first quarter of the game I went into the kitchen to get more pretzels. Jake came into the kitchen behind me.

He seemed a little nervous and kept looking over his shoulder. Finally he said, "April, Adam told me that you went out with him."

I turned and smiled at Jake. "That's right."

"He said you two did it."

I laughed. "Is that a question or an accusation?"

Jake turned beet red. "I'm sorry April, I had no business saying that. It's just that..."

I walked over to him and touched my finger to his lips. "It's okay. Would you like to do it with me?"

His eyes got really big. He stammered a little and said, "Ah well sure."

"Ask me out."

"Will Ponce be mad at me?'

I didn't say anything. I just smiled and shook my head, no."

"You're sure?"

"Yes Jake, I'm sure. My baby is very secure about our relationship. He knows that I'm really enjoying sex right now and he wants me to be happy, so he doesn't mind at all."

"Would you like to go out Wednesday night?"

"I would love to. Why don't you call me and give me the details." I quickly wrote down my cell phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

"Thanks April, I'll call you tomorrow." He turned and went back into the living room.

I followed him. When I got into the living room, I set the bowl of pretzels on the coffee table and sat down on Ponce's lap. As I put my arms around his neck I said, "Baby, Jake just asked me to go out with him on Wednesday night. Is that okay with you?"

Everyone stopped watching the game and started watching Ponce and me. Jake's face turned bright red. I was afraid that he might bolt from the room.

Ponce looked at me for a moment and then he smiled. "Of course it is April." He turned to Jake. "Where are you taking her?"

I giggled and said, "I hope he's taking me to his apartment so he can fuck me."

Everyone in the room got very quiet. All the guys knew that Ponce didn't mind that I played around. Nevertheless, the idea was a little different and it was taking them some time to get used to it.

Ponce kissed my cheek. "I'm sure the two of you will have a good time." He looked at Jake. "I'll be at work so I won't be able to pick her up. You have to promise to walk her home when your date is over."

Jake just barely managed to muster enough self control to nod his head up and down in agreement.

Danny looked at everyone and shrugged. "These two crack pots are my roommates and my best friends."

Everyone started laughing. That is everyone but Jake. He was sitting slumped in his chair looking like a man who had just survived a heart attack." 

The week flew by.

Wednesday night I had a wonderful date with Jake. He took me out for pizza and then we went back to his apartment. He wasn't as romantic a lover as Adam was, but he was fun. He fucked me three times. 

At the end of our date he kept his promise to Ponce and walked me home. Once we got to the apartment he kissed me goodnight. 

When we were done kissing I whispered to him, "I had a wonderful evening, but I want you to promise me something. I want you to promise me that tomorrow morning, you'll tell everybody that you fucked me tonight."

Jake looked at me. "April, Adam told me that you made him promise the same thing. I don't understand."

"Both Ponce and I want everybody to know that lots of guys are fucking me right now."

Jake shook his head. "I still don't understand it."

I smiled. "It's okay honey. You don't have to understand it. I love Ponce and Ponce loves me, we both just get turned on by the idea that other guys get to fuck me. It's just the way we are."

I reached down to Jake's crotch and squeezed his cock. "Just look at the positive side of this. Did you enjoy fucking me tonight?"

Jake laughed. "It was wonderful."

"Would you like to fuck me again?"

"Yes, very much."

I smiled at him. "You're going to get lots and lots of chances."

Jake looked at me. "April I still don't get it."

I shrugged. "What's the matter?"

"Girls aren't supposed to like to fuck."

"Who told you that?"

"I don't know, I guess it's just common knowledge."

I laughed. "Well Jake I can't speak for any other girls, but I know that I love to fuck."

I leaned over and kissed Jake again. "I have to go inside now baby. Just promise me that tomorrow you'll tell everyone, okay?"

Jake laughed. "I will April."

I went inside and started to get ready for bed. Ponce would be home in a couple of hours. I couldn't wait to tease him about my date with Jake.

Thursday morning my cell phone rang while I was studying in the library. 

"Hi April, this is Tony. I was waiting for you to come into the grill this morning. When you didn't show up I decided to call you."

"Hi Tony. I have a test this afternoon. I needed some time to study."

"I know, that's what Ponce told me."

"Hey April, everyone at the table got on me this morning and told me that I should ask you out."

I started laughing. "Tony I guess we have good friends."

"Will you go out with me?"

"I would love to."

"Oh good. Thanks April." The telephone went dead.

I started laughing even harder. Tony was so nervous that he'd hung up the phone as soon as I told him that I'd go out with him. I just loved shy guys.

I opened the call log on my cell phone, found Tony's number and dialed it. 

"Hello?"

"Tony, this is April."

"Hi April."

"Tony, when are we going out?"

"Oh yeah." He laughed. It was a nervous laugh. "I guess I forgot that part." He paused. " I don't know April."

"Tony! Pull it together." I stopped, yelling wouldn't help. This boy needed a little assistance. "How about if you meet me after the three on three basketball game tonight. Maybe we could go to your apartment."

"April, that would be wonderful ."

"Tony I'll have just finished playing a basketball game. I'll need a shower. Can I take one at your place?" I giggled. "Maybe we could take one together."

There was a long silence. Finally Tony said, "April, do you really mean that?"

I shook my head. This wasn't going to be anything like the date with Adam, but it was going to be lots of fun."

"Yes I really mean that Tony." I thought for a moment and suddenly realized something. "Tony is this going to be your first time?"

"You mean taking a shower with a girl?"

"No Tony, I mean going all the way with a girl."

There was another long silence. Finally Tony quietly answered, "Yes."

I smiled. "Tony relax. Were going to have a lot of fun tonight and you and I are going to go all the way. Will you be at my basketball game?"

"April, there isn't anything in this world short of nuclear war that would keep me from being there."

"Good Tony, I'll see you after the game." 

Our basketball game was at 7:00. This time we had a cheering section. All of our friends were in the stands.

Jamal, Darbs and Big Julius were sitting in the front row.. Mandy was sitting next to Darbs and Cynthia Parker was with Big Julius.

Mandy was a good friend. She fucked Big Julius last Saturday night and then she lined him up with Cynthia Parker on Tuesday. Danny told me that since then Julius and Cynthia have been inseparable .

Adam, Jake and Tony were sitting right behind Jamal and Darbs. Adam was on one side of Tony and Jake was on the other side. I suspect  they were making sure their friend didn't get cold feet and run out of the gym before the game was over.

This team put up more of a fight than last weeks team. The final score was 30 to 18. 

After the game Ponce grabbed my gym bag. Everyone was standing together when we walked up to Tony. Ponce handed him my gym bag and said, "I'll be at work, so be sure to walk April home after your date."

Tony looked at Ponce and said, "Don't worry, I will."

Ponce kissed me and said, "Have a good time with Tony tonight. I'll see you when I get home from work." 

As he walked out of the gym I heard Mandy say, "That is so cool."

Tony and I went to his apartment. As soon as we were inside I started taking my clothes off. Tony stood perfectly still and watched me undress. 

When I was naked I smiled at him. "Want to take a shower with me?"

He nodded his head up and down. 

I giggled. "You really are shy aren't you?

Tony started blushing.

I pulled his tee shirt over his head. "Come on sweetheart, it's time for us to have fun."

As soon as we got into the shower I started washing myself. After a moment I handed Tony the soap and said, "Why don't you wash my tits and my pussy."

I had to fight hard to keep from laughing. My little playmate grabbed that bar of soap and started scrubbing my tits like they were a pair of dirty pans at a church supper.

I gently placed my hand on Tony's hand and said, "Slow down sweetheart. Be gentle. We have all evening. You're going to get to touch me as much as you want."

That seemed to calm Tony down a little. He gingerly washed my breasts, my ass and my pussy. He must have taken at least five minutes to wash my pussy. I let him. It felt really good.

After Tony was done I took the soap from him and said, "It's your turn now." He gasped as I started rubbing his cock and balls with the bar of soap. I was being very careful. Tony's cock was sticking straight out. I knew that he was overly stimulated. I didn't want him to cum just yet.

"Do you like that Tony? I know lots of fun games. Why don't we rinse off, get dry and go into your bedroom. I can't wait to get you beautiful cock in my mouth. Would you like that baby? Would you like me to suck your cock?"

We stepped out of the shower. I found a clean towel and dried both of us off. As I was drying Tony I slipped to my knees, dropped the towel and picked up his erect penis.

I looked up at him and asked. "Would you like me to give you a blow job?" 

Tony's eyes opened wide, but he didn't say anything. It was obvious that my date was no longer capable of speech. 

He gasped when I put his cock into my mouth. While I was drying Tony I'd decided that he was so excited that we might as well get his first ejaculation out of the way immediately.

Almost immediately after I started sucking and stroking his cock, Tony gave out a little yelp and cried, "April watch out."

I wasn't concerned. I kept sucking on his cock while he ejaculated spurt after spurt of semen into my mouth.

When his penis finally started to get soft I took it out of my mouth and smiled. "Well that was a fun start." I stood up and took his hand. "Come on baby lets go into the bedroom."

Once we got into the bedroom I lay back on the bed and lasciviously spread my legs. "Tony why don't you explore me for a little while. I think we both might enjoy that.

Tony was gentle and moved slowly. I enjoyed his touch. He used the tips of his fingers to draw little circles around my nipples and my belly button. 

When he got to my pussy he peeked, but he didn't look. He was obviously trying to be discreet. 

I giggled. "It's okay, you can look. I want you to look."

That was all the invitation he needed. He got right between my legs and studied my cunt. I was pretty sure that this was the first time he'd ever been given the chance to really look at a naked woman. 

"Tony, would you like to kiss my pussy? I usually only let Ponce do that, but I don't think he'd mind if I let you taste me tonight."

Tony didn't say a word. He just started to place soft kisses on the lips of my vagina.

"Tony I'm starting to get wet. Can you feel how moist my pussy is?"

He looked up at me and shook his head yes.

"Kiss me with your tongue. Be very gentle, my pussy is always a little sensitive when I start making love."

I shivered when I felt Tony's tongue touch me. It felt wonderful. He was a considerate lover. He instinctively knew that he should be slow and tender at first.

As Tony explored me with his tongue, I started to get excited.  “Faster baby, You don't have to worry about hurting me anymore. Lick me, lick me hard.”

My shy little lover stopped being gentle. He was a good student. He followed my directions to the letter.

"Tony I want you to kiss my clit. It's the little button at the top of my pussy."

Tony found it immediately and started kissing it. 

"Suck on it, put your lips around it and suck it."

As soon as I felt Tony sucking  on my clitoris the sensation of pleasure started building in the pit of my stomach.

"Put your finger in my cunt and fuck me with it while you suck on my clit."

His finger felt so good as it entered me. 

"Flick my clit with your tongue."

Tony was smart. He quickly figured out how to lick my clit and suck on it at the same time. He was working hard to please me. This boy was going to make lots of girls very happy.

Suddenly I started to scream as the sensation of pleasure inside me exploded.

Tony jumped back as my orgasm tore through my body. It took a minute before the convulsions finally started to subside.

When I was finally calm Tony looked at me and asked the exact same question Ponce had asked the first time he saw me have an orgasm. "April are you okay?"

I laughed. "Yes Tony, You just made me feel wonderful."

I lay still for a moment and then I looked at Tony. "Honey I want you to promise to ask Mandy out as soon as you can and do that for her, okay?"

"Sure, I'd love to, but are you sure she'll let me?"

"Don't worry honey, I'll make sure she will." I giggled. "If word gets around about what you can do with your tongue, every girl in this school will be lining up to go out with you."

I looked down. Tony's cock was sticking straight out again. "Oh my what do we have here?" I grinned at my lover, "Tony honey, I think it's time for you to lose your virginity.

I let Tony fuck me twice. We could have tried for a third time, but after the basketball game and the wonderful oral sex he'd given me, I was tired.

At the end of the evening Tony walked me home. When we got to the door of the apartment he kissed me. 

After he kissed me he asked, "Do you want me to tell people about this. Adam and Jake told me that you asked them to tell everybody"

I smiled at him. "Absolutely! I want everyone to know you fucked me." I leaned over and whispered into his ear, "I intend to tell everyone that you're really good at eating pussy."

Tony stepped back. "I don't know April, the guys might think..."

I kissed him. "I'm not going to be telling the guys."

Tony looked at me for a moment and then he smiled.

I laughed. "That's right, I wasn't kidding when I said every girl in this school is going to want to go out with you." I grabbed his crotch and squeezed it. "Just promise me that you'll ask Mandy out first."

Tony nodded, "Okay, I promise."

After Tony left I went into the apartment, took my clothes off, got into bed and fell asleep. I knew that my baby Ponce would wake me up as soon as he got home. 

At 4:00 I woke up. I heard Ponce in the shower. After a few minutes he walked into the bedroom. I was lying on the bed naked with my legs spread apart.

"Did you let Tony fuck you tonight?"

"You'd better believe I did, and he was good. "I stared at Ponce. "He was much better than you."

"Did you make him wear a condom?"

"No I wanted to be able to feel it when he shot his cum into me."

I started to rub my cunt with my fingers. "Did you think about us while you were at work tonight? Tony and I showered together and then I sucked his cock. Did you think about your girlfriend  sucking another man's cock?

Ponce shook his head up and down.

"How did it make you feel, knowing that I was with another man."

"Jealous."

I smiled. "Good, I want you to be jealous. You should be jealous. I let Tony fuck me tonight. I let him cum inside me."

"Will you let me fuck you tonight?"

I sneered at Ponce and shook my head. "No, I've already had a man tonight. Why would I bother to let you put that pathetic cock of yours into my cunt."

Ponce hung his head.

"Get on your knees."

Ponce kneeled on the floor.

I lifted my foot up to his mouth. "Kiss it."

Ponce held my foot and gently kissed and licked my toes. After a moment I took that foot away and raised the other one. "Now kiss this foot."

Once Ponce was done paying homage to my feet I rolled over onto my stomach. "You've been a very well behaved slave. You have my permission to lick my ass and jack off."

For the next few minutes Ponce licked my asshole while he stroked himself. As I lay on my stomach enjoying the attention of his tongue I realized that I was really getting to enjoy the sessions where I teased and humiliated Ponce.

Suddenly I felt really nasty. I sat up and pushed Ponce away. "Lie down on your back bitchboy!"

Ponce looked at me. When he saw the fire in my eyes he got excited.

As soon as he lay down I mounted his face. "Get your tongue into my ass. Show me your my little bitch."

I grabbed Ponce's cock and started to squeeze it. "This is my cock. It belongs to me. I don't think it should ever be allowed inside a woman again."

I slowly stroked Ponce's erection. "Say yes Mistress."

Ponce was silent.

"Say it! Say yes Mistress."

"Yes Mistress."

"Say yes Mistress April, my cock belongs to you."

"Yes Mistress April, my cock belongs to you."

"Good! Now I want my cock to spit. Make it spit for me bitchboy. I want to see my cock spit while you lick my asshole." I started pumping Ponce's penis very hard and very fast. I wasn't worried about being gentle. This was my cock. It belonged to me. I could treat it anyway I wanted.

Ponce was forcing his tongue as deep into my ass as he could. 

I kept pumping him. "Make it spit bitchboy, do it now!"

Suddenly a large spurt of cum shot from the tip of Ponce's cock. At the exact same moment an orgasm exploded inside me. I was so excited about what we were doing that I hadn't even realized I was on the verge of a climax.

I screamed with pleasure. Ponce kept his tongue in my asshole. I kept pumping his ejaculating penis. Neither of us wanted this to end. Eventually however, it did end and Ponce's cock started to get soft and my body started to relax.

I rolled off of my baby's face and we cuddled up next to each other. After a moment we both broke out laughing. 

Ponce grinned at me. "April, that was amazing."

I smiled at Ponce. "We sure do know how to have fun don't we." 

On Friday morning Ponce and I were getting dressed to go to class. As I was combing my hair I turned to him. "I let Tony lick my pussy last night."

Ponce looked at me for a moment. Finally he said, "Did you enjoy it?"

I smiled. "Of course I did. I taught him to do all the things you do."

"Okay?"

"I'm telling you, because I always felt that was something that should be reserved for just you."

He nodded. "I never thought about that. Thank you, I like that idea." He paused. "So why did you let Tony eat you?" 




April's Story Ch. 14



"He has a submissive streak just like you."

Ponce just listened.

"I wanted him to learn how to do it. I think he might make a good cuckboy for a girl who thinks like I do."

Ponce nodded. "You did the right thing. It's okay, I don't mind. Tony's my friend." He laughed. "Besides, you're my dominant hot girlfriend. You get to do whatever you want."

I smiled at Ponce. "I know that, but you know how I feel about you, I love you."

Ponce walked over and kissed me. "Thanks, I love you to." 

Suddenly he reached down and gave me a hard slap on the butt. "Come on Mistress April, let's grab Danny and go to class."

"Ow that hurt. I'm going to make you pay for that tonight."

Ponce laughed. "I certainly hope so." 










April's Story Ch. 15



Note: This story is the fifteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous fourteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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After our eight o'clock classes were over, we all met in the grill for our usual morning coffee. Every time I looked at Tony he started blushing. I knew that I had to act and I had to act fast. This wonderful boy had a huge crush on me.

When Mandy came in I grabbed her right away and pulled her to a nearby table. 

As soon as we sat down she started to grin. "April, Darbs is an incredible fuck."

I started laughing. "Yes Mandy he is." I stopped. "Are you in love?"

She started laughing. "Oh no, I'm now following your path. I want to fuck as many guys as I can." She paused, "I do envy you though, I would love to have a boyfriend like Ponce. April it was so cool last night when he handed your gym bag to Tony and made him promise to walk you home after your date. I know it sounds weird, but that seems so romantic to me."

"I think it is to Mandy." I leaned forward. "Listen, I think you might be able to get what I have. Tony is going to ask you out."

"Tony? He's not exactly what you would call a hunk."

I shook my head. "No honey he's not, but I taught him how to eat my pussy last night. Mandy you want to go out with him for that reason alone. That boy knows how to use his tongue."

"Really?"

I smiled.

"Oh my, that might be fun."

"Mandy have you ever thought about being dominant?"

"What?"

"You heard me."

"You mean like wearing leather and carrying a whip?"

I started laughing. "No honey, no leather and no whips."

"Well then what do you mean?"

"Mandy if you ever tell anybody this I'll start a rumor that you and I are doing it."

"April! you wouldn't do that."

"Oh yes I would. Do you promise to keep quiet?"

"You mean I can't even tell the girls in the dorm?"

"The girls in the dorm are the first people you cannot tell."

"Oh okay."

"Last night when he got home from work, I made Ponce get on his knees and kiss and lick my toes."

"Get out!"

I smiled. "Then I made him lick my ass while he jacked off."

"April is that for real?"

"Yes."

"Can I do that with him?'

"No, but if you play your cards right you might be able to do it with Tony."

Mandy looked at me. "You're being serious aren't you April."

I nodded my head and said, "yes."

Saturday and Sunday evening I had to go to work at the Silly Squirrel. I was really starting to wish that I could find a different job.

Monday we had our second Monday Night Football Party. It was the same group: Jamal, Darbs, Big Julius, Jake, Adam, Tony, Danny and Ponce. The nine of us were quickly becoming very close friends.

As we were watching the first quarter someone happened to mention that Jamal was the only member of the group who hadn't fucked me yet.

Jamal looked at me and said, "You know April I'm feeling just a little hurt about that." 

I knew he was just teasing me, but I decided to do a little teasing myself. I stood up, walked over to him and extended my hand. "Lets go remedy that problem right now."

Darbs started laughing. "April I love you. You are totally out of control."

Danny looked at Jamal. He had a huge grin on his face. "Well big guy, the ball seems to be in your court. What are you going to do?"

Jamal wasn't about to back down in front of everyone. He stood up and took my hand. "I guess I'm going into the bedroom with April." 

Jamal started to lead me towards the bedroom door but suddenly stopped. He looked at Ponce. "Are you cool with this?"

Ponce looked at Jamal and then at me. After a moment he smiled and said, "Absolutely."

Everyone was clapping and cheering as we disappeared into the bedroom. I was on fire. The idea that a group of guys were cheering and clapping while they watched another guy lead me into the bedroom to fuck me seemed deliciously wicked. Knowing that my boyfriend was sitting with those guys made it even more wicked.

Jamal was wonderful. He combined the romance of Adam with the dominant attitude of Darbs. He was almost as good a lover as Jerome.

We played for almost two hours. It was wildly exciting to know that Ponce was sitting on the other side of the door with his friends while Jamal was fucking me. I was really loud. I wanted them all to know exactly how much fun I was having. 

I started by sucking Jamal's big beautiful black cock. Once that monster of his was nice and hard, he fucked me. When he was done fucking me he lay back on the bed and told me to start sucking his cock again. I happily obeyed him. It wasn't long before he had another erection. As soon as he was hard, he fucked me again. I am sure we could have repeated that process all night long, but we both wanted to rejoin our friends in the next room.

I let him cum inside me both times. After he finished fucking me the second time, we lay together for a few minutes and then he stood up. As he was getting dressed he said, "Thanks April that was fun.'

I giggled, "Yes it was."

As he opened the bedroom door to leave I said, "Jamal would you please ask Ponce to come in here." 

When Ponce came into the room I was lying on our bed with my legs spread. Jamal's semen was dripping from my stretched cunt. I was also still very excited about being fucked while seven other guys including my boyfriend listened in the next room.

I looked up at my baby. I was feeling wicked. Tonight I wanted to make sure that all those other guys knew Ponce wasn't getting slippery seconds. "Close the door for a minute."

Ponce shut the bedroom door behind him.

I whispered to him, "I think you have a little cleanup job to do."

He silently got onto the bed and started to lick Jamal's cum out of my cunt. 

As he licked me I patted his head. "That's a good boy, clean up every drop of my lovers semen.

Ponce worked diligently for several minutes and then he moved his lips to my clitoris. He knew that when I was aroused, I loved having my clit sucked.

I slapped his head. "No one gave you permission to do that. You're here to clean me up, not to pleasure me."

Ponce looked up at me and smiled. He understood exactly what I was doing. "Sorry Mistress April, I overstepped my boundaries."

"Yes you did."

As soon as he was done licking up Jamal's cum I grabbed Ponce by the hair and pulled him away from my cunt. "That's enough. You're starting to have too much fun. Go get a pan of water and a sponge."

Ponce left for the bathroom. He quickly returned with a small pan of warm water and one of my bath sponges. I got a sadistic thrill out of knowing that he had to carry that pan of water and sponge through the living room with all of his friends watching him.

Ponce set the pan of water and the sponge on the table next to the bed and went to close the bedroom door.

"No, leave it open."

Ponce looked at me for a moment and then he slowly nodded. 

I grinned at him. It was a wicked grin. "Bathe me."

Ponce slowly bowed his head. It was his most submissive gesture.

For the next few minutes I enjoyed the luxury of a sponge bath. I also enjoyed the knowledge that all of my little cuckboy's friends were very aware that I was making him give me a bath after one of them had just finished fucking me.

After he was done I nodded to him. "Very good, now bring the pan and sponge back to the bathroom and come back in here so you can dress me."

As Ponce left I realized that I was even more excited now than I was when Jamal was fucking me. For a moment I thought about inviting Darb's or Adam in for a turn, but I thought better of it. I was having fun exploring my new sexual freedom, but letting a group of guys take turns fucking me was still out of bounds.

When Ponce returned I sat up. "Get me a clean pair of panties and a clean tee shirt." I was reasonably certain everyone in the living room could hear everything I was saying to Ponce.

Ponce brought me the panties and tee shirt. I smiled at him, "Thanks baby." 

While I was getting dressed I decided that this was the perfect way to leave things. Our friends had been given a very short glimpse of the dominant submissive relationship that existed between Ponce and me. Danny was still the only one that knew that Ponce had actually licked up Jamal's cum, but everyone knew that he'd given me a sponge bath and dressed me. They also knew he hadn't been given the opportunity to fuck me.

After I was done dressing I took Ponce's hand. "Come on sweetheart, let's go watch some television."

Everyone stared at us when we walked into the living room. I smiled at them and pointed to a spot on the couch. "Let's sit here sweetheart."

Ponce sat down. I sat on his lap and put my arms around his neck. I wanted everyone to understand very clearly, that no matter what else might have transpired this evening, Ponce was my baby.

After a moment Darbs said, "The two of you seem to have a very interesting relationship."

Danny laughed and said, "You have no idea." 

Tuesday morning I walked into the grill after my 8:00 class. Everyone was at the table. I noticed that Mandy was sitting on Tony's lap.

I kissed Ponce and sat on his lap. As I sat down I looked at Mandy. "What's up with you two?"

"Tony came to visit me in my dorm room after he left your apartment last night." Mandy winked at me. "April, everything you said was true."

I smiled at her. "Everything?"

Mandy nodded. "Everything."

Darbs cleared his throat. "The two of you are not the only people at this table. If you're going to talk in front of us at least be courteous enough to say something that we can understand." He turned to Tony. "And Mr. Simon do you mind explaining how it happened that last night you spent three hours with your closest friends and failed to mention the fact that you had a hot date later in the evening?"

Adam looked at Tony. "Yeah, that's a very good question."

Mandy put her hand up. "You two leave my baby alone." She kissed Tony's cheek. "It just so happens that he was being a gentleman."

Danny sat back in his chair. "It appears that the two of you are now an item. Is that true?"

Mandy smiled. "Yes, just like April and Ponce."

Danny looked at her. "What does that mean?"

"Tony is my boyfriend, but I am still going to play with other guys."

Ponce looked at Tony. "Is that true?"

Tony smiled and quietly said, "Yes."

Cynthia Parker was sitting next to Big Julius. She grabbed his arm and said, "Well I am going to make this very clear. Julius is the only guy who's going to be playing with me."

Danny chuckled. "At least we have one normal couple in the crowd."

Adam looked at Mandy. "All of us had a date with April in the last week. Does this mean we can all go out with you next?"

Mandy smiled. "Some of you already have, the rest of you should call me."

Cynthia poked Big Julius in his side. "That invitation doesn't include you buddy boy."

Jamal started laughing. "It would appear that Julius is on a very short leash."



April's Story Ch. 16



Note: This story is the sixteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous fifteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

This chapter is very sad but I believe it is crucial to the plot of my story. If you are not following this story and are just looking for a short piece of erotica to read, you might want to look at another chapter.

Goodhusband

*

Just before ten o'clock Ponce, Danny and I left the grill. I was going to my biology lab. Ponce and Danny were going to their European History class. When we got to the steps of the Science Hall I kissed both of them and said, "I'll meet you in the Grill at noon. We can have lunch together."

Ponce smiled and said, "We'll be there."

Today's lab assignment was a photosynthesis experiment. It was fun. The two hours passed quickly. I was just starting to clean up my lab station when Ponce, Danny and Mandy came running into the room. 

Mandy grabbed me. "April, come with us."

I looked at them. "Why? What's going on. I have to finish writing my lab notes."

Ponce took my hand. "April just leave everything, you have to come with us."

Danny started putting lab equipment away. "April you go with Ponce. Mandy and I will clean up your lab station." He looked at Ponce. "Go, we'll meet you down there as soon as were done here."

Ponce grabbed my arm. "April come with me. I'll explain on the way."

Ponce pulled me out of the Science Hall. His truck was parked in a no parking zone in front of the building. 

As soon as we were in his truck Ponce turned to me and said, "April, they took your father to the emergency room at St. Jerome's Hospital. He had a heart attack."

"What? No not my Daddy! Is he okay?"

Ponce put his truck into gear and pulled away from the curb. "I don't know. Apparently he was teaching his class when he collapsed. The Paramedics were called. They took him out of the school on a stretcher and rushed him to the hospital. The principal of his school called the dorm looking for you. Fortunately Mandy was back in your dorm room. Danny and I had just gotten out of class. We were walking to the Grill when she found us.

We pulled into the parking lot next to the hospital emergency room. Ponce and I ran inside and walked straight to the reception desk.

The receptionist behind the desk smiled and said, "Can I help You?" She was wearing a name tag that identified her as Ruth Carson.

"Yes please, I believe that my father, Arthur Hansen was brought in here a little while ago. I was told he had a heart attack."

The receptionist took out a notepad. "What's your name?"

"April Hansen."

She stood up. "Please sit over there. I'll be back in a moment."

The receptionist disappeared through a set of double doors. Ponce and I sat down in the waiting room.

She returned very quickly. A man in a suit was following her. She pointed to Ponce and me. The man walked over to us. 

"Ms. Hansen I'm Reverend Simon Morris. I'm the chaplain at St. Jerome's. Will you come with me please."

Ponce and I got up. We followed Reverend Morris into a small sitting room. 

Once we were in the room he turned to Ponce. "Are you a friend or a relative?"

"I'm sorry, Reverend Morris this is my boyfriend Marion Poncely."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Poncely." Reverend Morris looked at me. "April your father passed away this morning."

"What?"

"He had a massive heart attack. He died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital."

I screamed, "NO!"

Ponce put his arms around me and held me while I cried. While I was crying, there was a quiet knock at the door. Reverend Morris opened it.

The receptionist peeked in, "I'm sorry to disturb you, but there are a number of people here asking to see Ms. Hansen."

Reverend Morris looked at me. 

I wiped away my tears and smiled at him. "They're friends of ours. Can they come in here?"

"Certainly, Ms Carson would you please show them to this room."

The receptionist disappeared. A moment later the door opened and in walked Mandy, Danny, Darbs, Adam, Tony, Jake, Jamal, big Julius and Cynthia Parker.

Danny looked at me. "How's your dad?"

Ponce shook his head. "He passed away. He had a massive heart attack. He died in the ambulance."

Danny walked over and put his arms around me. Both Ponce and Danny were now holding me.

Danny said, "April I'm so sorry."

I smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

I looked at Reverend Morris. "Where's my mother?"

"She's in another sitting room like this one."

"Is anyone with her?"

"Yes, her friend Bonnie."

"Good, how is she doing? We need to go see her."

"Yes, I know." 

"Reverend Morris, my mother suffers from depression. This is going to be very hard for her."

"Do you have relatives here?"

"No, I'm an only child. My mother's parents are still alive and she has two sisters but they all live in Rochester New York. My father's parents both passed away several years ago. My dad has one brother. He lives in Baltimore." 

I paused to think for a minute. "Bonnie Raymond and I can take care of her for awhile, but she's going to need help. My dad took care of her. He made sure she took her medication and when she got really depressed he made sure she got to the doctor."

Reverend Morris put his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry about that right now. I'll talk to the hospital social workers. I'm sure that they'll be able to find some help for your mother."

"Can we go see my mom now?"

Reverend Morris nodded. "Yes, of course we can."

I turned to my friends. "Why don't you all go to the waiting room. I want to talk to my mom alone for a minute and then we'll come and find you."

Reverend Morris led me to another sitting room just like the one we left. My mother and her friend Bonny Raymond were in there. My mother was crying. She stood up when she saw me come into the room.

"April, this is awful."

I put my arms around my mother. "I can't believe daddy's gone."

We held each other and cried. After several minutes my mother looked at me. "April what are we going to do without your father?"

I hugged my mom. "Don't worry, we'll miss him every day, but we'll get by. He taught us to be strong."

My mom held me in her arms. "April I'm so glad you're here."

I smiled. "Right now, you have a lot more support than just me. I have lots of wonderful friends and they're all here. I want you and Bonny to come with me and meet them."

I grabbed my mother's hand. "let's go, they're all in the waiting room."

Everyone stood up when we entered the main waiting room. Ponce walked over to us, Danny and Mandy were right behind him. 

"Mom this is my boyfriend Marion Poncley. Everyone calls him Ponce. Ponce this is my mother, Julia Hansen."

My mother extended her hand. "It's nice to meet you Ponce."

Ponce shook my mother's hand. "Mrs. Hansen I'm very sorry about your husband."

"Thank you Ponce. Ponce this is my close friend Bonny Raymond."

For the next few minutes I introduced my mother and Bonny to everyone. 

When we were done my mother smiled at me and said, "April your father would be very pleased to know that you have so many good friends." She turned to everyone. "You are all really quite wonderful. It was very nice of you to take the time to come down here and support my daughter."

My mom looked at me. "Bonnie and I are going back to the house. There's nothing more for us to do here. Tomorrow we'll start making funeral arrangements."

Ponce stepped forward. "Mrs. Hansen we would like to keep you company tonight if you would have us and tomorrow I'll help you with the funeral arrangements. My grandmother died last year. My dad and I took care of everything. I know how to do it."

My mom nodded at Ponce. "Thank you Ponce I would appreciate your help." 

She turned to me. "April honey I would love to have all of your friends come over. I'd rather not be alone tonight." She thought for a moment. "I don't have any food in the house. I don't know how I could possibly feed all of you."

Danny raised his hand. He was trying to be polite. "Mandy, Tony and I can go to the grocery store. We'll take care of dinner. Would spaghetti be okay?"

My mom laughed. "Spaghetti would be wonderful." She picked up her purse. "Let me get you some money."

Adam shook his head. "Mrs. Hansen, we have plenty of money. We'll take care of everything."

I turned to Danny. "Buy some wine and beer. I think my dad would like it a lot if we spent the evening drinking beer and telling stories."

My mom nodded. "Yes he would have loved that." 

The evening was as good as it could possibly be. Danny, Mandy, Tony, Cynthia Parker and Big Julius made a passable dinner of spaghetti, salad and garlic bread. 

After dinner we sat in my mother's living room and drank beer while my mother and I told stories about my father. Everyone listened politely. They helped my mom and I get through a very difficult night.

At 9:30 my mother thanked everyone and went to bed. 

Everyone except Ponce left at 10:30. My mother had invited him to spend the night. I think she sensed that I needed him to be with me.

Ponce and I slept in my old bedroom. As soon as we got into bed I broke down and started sobbing. My baby held me in his big strong arms and rocked me back and forth.

While he rocked me, Ponce started humming a song. 

I looked up at him. "What's that song your humming?"

He smiled. It's just an old song my Grandmother used to sing to me when I was a little boy. She would sing it to me when she was trying to get me to go to sleep."

"Do you know the words."

He laughed. "Of course I do. My guess is you do to. It's a pretty well known song, you just don't recognize it because I'm so bad at carrying a tune."

"Would you sing it for me?'

"I'm not a very good singer."

"I don't care. I love you. You can't do anything wrong."

He smiled. "Okay."

Ponce held me in his arms and started singing. He had a rough, gravely voice. It was very soothing.

He was right, when I heard the words I immediately knew the song. I closed my eyes and leaned against my baby and listened to him sing.

"Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer do! I'm half crazy, All for the love of you! It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage But you'll look sweet upon the seat Of a bicycle made for two."

Ponce sang that song and slowly rocked me back and forth until I fell asleep. When I awoke in the morning he was still holding me.

Ponce was wonderful. He made all of the funeral arrangements.

The visitation took place Thursday evening. Over a hundred of my father's ex students lined up to pay their respects. My mother and I were very proud of him.

The funeral was held Friday morning. My dad's brother, my grandparents and my mother's sisters all came to town for the service. After we buried my father everyone went back to my mother's house. 

Danny, Tony, Mandy, Cynthia, Jamal, Darbs, Big Julius, Jake and Adam put together a very nice luncheon. We fed over a hundred people.

Friday night Ponce and I went home to our apartment. My grandparents and my mother's sisters were staying with my mother.

Saturday morning my mother called me. "April, I'm selling the house and moving back to Rochester. My mother and my sisters are going to help me pack everything up while they're here."

"Mom, I think that's a good idea."

"Baby you're going to be all alone here."

"It's okay, I have a lot of support. You met my friends and of course I have Ponce."

"I like him April. I think your father would have liked him to. Honey I have to go. We're meeting with a Realtor in twenty minutes."

"Bye mom."

"Bye baby. I'll call you. If you want anything from the house you had better come by in the next couple of days to get it."

As I hung up the telephone I realized that for the first time in my life I was really on my own. I wasn't worried. I wasn't alone. I had Ponce, Danny and a group of wonderful friends. 

Ponce and I stopped by the house on Saturday morning. My mother, my grandparents and my aunts were all in a cleaning and packing frenzy.

I found some pictures and mementos that were important to me and packed them in a box.

As Ponce and I walked to the car, I turned and looked at the house where I grew up. It seemed strange and a little unnerving to realize that I would never again live in that house.

When we got back to the apartment I called the Silly Squirrel and told them I was sick. I just didn't feel like chasing a group of eight year old kids around a pizza restaurant.

Ponce, Danny and I spent the rest of Saturday and all day Sunday watching sports in the apartment. Our friends dropped by frequently. They were partly acting out of concern for me, but our apartment was also becoming a hangout for them.

My father and I were very close and I was deeply saddened by his death. But I was a strong young woman and I had a wonderful support group around me. I gradually recovered.

The death of a parent always affects a person's life. The effects are sometimes subtle and hard to notice, but they are always there. Now as I look back on that moment in my life, I realize that my father's death had an impact on me that I was completely unaware of at the time. When my father died, so did the last vestige of moral restraint on my behavior. I was about to embark on a period of totally uninhibited sexual excess.



April's Story Ch. 17



Note: This story is the seventeenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous sixteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Tuesday afternoon Danny had a furniture moving job. Ponce and I had stopped at the grocery store on our way home from school. We'd decided that all three of us deserved a nice dinner. We bought three sirloin steaks.

Danny got home just after six o'clock. Usually he looked drawn and worn out after a session of moving furniture, but this time something was different. This evening he looked almost giddy when he walked through the door.

Ponce got him a beer. 

He took a huge swallow and looked at us. "I have some great news."

I smiled at him. "Wonderful, I think we could use some good news right now." 

As soon as we were all seated Ponce said, "Okay, tell us."

Danny leaned forward in his chair. "All three of us hate our jobs right now, correct?"

Ponce laughed. "You got that right."

"One of the problems is that we all work at different times, so our jobs keep us apart."

I nodded. "That's true."

"Today, I moved some bar stools and tables into a new restaurant that's opening up downtown next week. It's going to be called the Goldenrod Supper Club. The owner liked me. He's a huge black man. His name is Percy Ballantine, He thought I was a hard worker. He told me to come back and see him tomorrow about a job in his supper club.

Ponce shrugged. "Okay, that's wonderful for you, but how does it affect April and me."

Danny shook his head in mock disgust. "Ponce you know me better than that. I would never forget my family. I asked Mr. Ballantine if he needed anymore people. He said he does. I told him about the two of you. He wants to meet with all three of us tomorrow after our classes are over."

I looked at Danny, "What do you think we'd be doing?"

"I'm just guessing, but I suspect that Ponce and I will be offered jobs as bus boys."

Ponce smiled. "That sounds a whole lot easier than washing and waxing floors in the middle of the night at the Exeter Building."

Danny turned to me. "I told Mr. Ballantine how pretty you are. I think he might want to hire you as a cocktail waitress."

I blushed at the compliment but gave Danny a questioning look. "I can't serve liquor. I'm only nineteen."

"Yeah, That's what I thought, so I asked him about it. He explained that in this state you have to be twenty-one to buy alcohol, but you only have to be eighteen to serve it."

"Really?"

Danny nodded. "Really."

Ponce thought for a moment and then he asked, "Could we still make enough money to get by?"

"The base wage isn't that great, but this is going to be a very fancy restaurant. The tips are going to be huge. Bus boys and waitresses share the tips."

Danny looked at me. "There is one little catch you should know about. Mr. Ballantine said he's catering to the convention and business trade. His waitresses are going to be wearing some pretty skimpy outfits."

I laughed. "That might be fun. I'm not opposed to exposing a little skin if it will get us some better tips."

Ponce leaned back on the couch. "This sounds like a good opportunity. What time does he want to meet with us?"

"Five o'clock tomorrow at the restaurant."

I smiled. "I think I'll have to try to make myself look very sexy for this interview."

Danny grinned at me. "If you do that, you'll knock Mr. Ballantine off his feet." 

On Wednesday afternoon Ponce, Danny and I all got back to the apartment by 3:00. The boys let me have the shower first because I needed extra time to do my hair and put on my makeup. The three of us were dressed and ready to go by 4:15. I wore a short skirt and a very low cut blouse. I wanted to leave Mr. Ballantine with no doubt about my willingness to wear a skimpy waitress outfit.

Mr. Ballantine's office was in the back of the Goldenrod Supper Club. As we walked through the restaurant I noticed that the interior decorators were hard at work. The Goldenrod was going to be elegant and gaudy, but no one was going to call the decor tasteful.

Mr. Ballantine was waiting for us in the bar. He was a handsome and distinguished looking black man in his mid fifties. He was at least six feet six inches tall with a powerful athletic build that gave you the impression that he was not a man to be trifled with. His head was shaved and he was wearing a dark blue pinstripe suit. He was very sexy. 

As soon as he saw us he stood up and walked straight to Danny. "Hello Danny, I'm so glad that you were able to find the time to meet with me."

He turned to Ponce. "You must be Ponce. Danny said you were a big man." Mr. Ballantine laughed. "Danny didn't lie. You're even bigger than I am."

Mr. Ballantine shifted his gaze to me. He didn't just look at me, he studied me. I have often heard the phrase, He undressed me with his eyes, but this is the first time I fully appreciated it's meaning.

After a moment he said, "You must be April. Danny said you were attractive." He shook his head. "He was wrong. Sweetheart, you're not just attractive, you are gorgeous."

I blushed and politely said, "Thank you."

Mr. Ballantine threw his head back and roared with laughter. "April my dear, every business man that comes into this restaurant is going to fall madly in love with you."

He turned so he could look at all of us. "The three of you are just the kind of young people I've been trying to find. You're smart, aggressive and good looking."

He walked over to a table. "Let's sit down and talk."

As soon as we were all seated Mr. Ballantine started explaining his ideas. "This town has two decent restaurants, the Kensington Grill and the dining room in the Calvert Hotel. They're both morgues. We have a lot of business and convention trade in this city. I want to give those business men a place to go that has little spicier atmosphere, especially in the bar."

He looked at Ponce and Danny. "You're both smart guys right? You go to Kelroy. Well, I'm going to take a chance. I'm going to hire both of you as bartenders."

Ponce shook his head. "I'm sorry sir, I'm not sure I'm qualified."

Mr. Ballantine smiled. "Ponce I want guys behind my bar who are young and attractive. I want my bartenders to be able to carry on a constant banter about sports and current events. I can't teach you to talk about sports. I can teach you to be bartenders. I just hired George Thomas. He's been the head bartender at The Black Knight for the past fourteen years."

He looked at us, "You know The Black Knight don't you? It's that big strip club on the edge of downtown."

All three of us nodded our heads.

"George knows the business trade and what they like to drink. He'll be running my bar. He can teach you everything you need to know. By the end of next week, you boys could be standing behind my bar mixing drinks and talking about the NFL. Do the two of you see yourselves doing that?" 

Ponce and Danny both started to grin. Danny said, "Yes sir we would love to do that."

He grinned "I thought you would and I think both of you will be excellent bartenders.

He turned to me. "Sweetheart, come over here and stand next to me."

I got up, walked over and stood next to Mr. Ballantine. 

He looked up at me, "April can you flirt? You know what I mean, can you make me feel like there's a little electricity between us?" He laughed. "I maybe old, but I'm not dead. There's nothing in this world I want more than a little attention from a sweet young thing like you. Are you willing to give it to me? 

I put my left arm around his shoulder and rubbed my body against him. "You mean like this?"

He smiled at me and put his hand around my waist. "Yes, just like this."

I leaned over, put my right arm around his neck and gently and kissed his forehead. "I think older men are very attractive."

He smiled and moved his hand to the small of my back. "We can be excellent teachers for sweet young girls like you."

I started to massage his chest. "I can be a very attentive student."

He let his hand slide down to my ass. He waited for a moment to see if I would protest. When I didn't he moved his hand to the inside of my thigh.

As this handsome middle aged black man rubbed the inside of my thigh I looked at him and said, "I like a man who sees what he wants and takes it."

Mr. Ballantine smiled at me, put his hand on my crotch and pulled my panties aside. I shuddered when I felt his huge fingers slip between the lips of my already moist pussy.

As he started to massage my cunt Mr. Ballantine said, "Why don't we continue your interview in the privacy of my office."

I took a deep breath and said, "At this moment I can't think of anything that would make me happier."

He turned to Ponce and Danny. "I think that the two of you should wait here while April and I get to know each other a little better."

As soon as we got inside his office Mr. Ballantine grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. I thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn't. Instead he stared into my eyes and unbuttoned my blouse. His powerful gaze was nearly hypnotic. I melted. Suddenly I was his. This powerful black man was free to use me anyway he wanted.

He opened my blouse and started to play with my nipples. His large black fingers were rough. I realized as he fondled me that he wasn't going to be a gentle lover. I didn't care. I was already his sex toy.

He took my blouse off and tossed it on his desk. I stood in front of him naked from the waist up. He looked at me. I didn't try to cover myself. I wanted him to look at me.

"April, you're very beautiful. I want to see the rest of you."

I unbuttoned the waistband of my skirt and let it fall to the floor. 

He smiled. "Take your panties off. I want to see your cute little white pussy."

Now it was my turn to be aggressive. I looked him in the eyes while I slowly pulled my panties down. When I got them to my knees I stopped and lasciviously licked my lips.

Mr. Ballantine took a deep breath. "You're shaved. I love women who are shaved."

I smiled and slipped two fingers between the lips of my cunt. Once they were nice and wet I placed them against his lips. As he kissed my fingertips I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants.

I pulled Mr. Ballantine's large black cock out of his trousers. It was magnificent. I was aroused. I didn't have the control to be coy. I rubbed the head of that beautiful erect penis against my lips for a moment and then I put it into my mouth and started sucking it.

I sucked Mr. Ballantine's cock for almost fifteen minutes before he finally came. When I felt him getting ready to cum I pulled his cock out of my mouth and stroked him while he ejaculated all over my tits.

Once he was finished ejaculating, I gently milked his softening cock until the last drop of semen oozed out and then I put it back into my mouth and licked it clean. When it was nice and clean, I put Mr. Ballantine's penis back into his trousers, zipped up his fly and stood up.

Like a true gentleman, Mr. Ballantine took out his handkerchief and wiped his cum off of my breasts and neck. As soon as he was done I pulled my panties up and put my skirt and blouse back on.

As I buttoned my blouse I smiled at him and said, "How's that for flirting?"

He laughed. "We might get into trouble if you do that with every customer."

I giggled. "I'll bet I'd get a lot of really good tips." 

As we walked back out to the bar Mr. Ballantine explained, "I've hired Alice Rand from the Kensington Grill. She's been a cocktail waitress for eleven years. She'll teach you the tricks of the trade, but sweetheart you're going to be our star attraction." 

He looked at me. "I want you to pick out an outfit to wear while you're working. I don't want you to wear a waitress uniform. I want you in something very sexy. I want you wearing clothes that are even more revealing than the little skirt and blouse you're wearing right now. I want our patrons to get a pretty good peek every time you bend over. Are you okay with that?"

I smiled at him. "I'm just fine with that."

Mr. Ballantine gave me a little hug and roared with laughter. "Wonderful! April you're going to have every middle aged businessman in this city lining up to get into our bar."

We rejoined Ponce and Danny. As soon as we were seated Mr. Ballantine looked at all three of us and said, "Okay let's talk turkey. This is a restaurant catering to business men. Weeknights are our big nights. I want all three of you here Monday through Friday from 5:00 until 10:30. It's a short shift. You won't get any breaks. If you get here by 4:30, you can eat in the dining room and have anything on the menu." He paused. "You can have all the soft drinks you want, but absolutely no booze. You're here to work." 

He looked at us. "Are you guys still in?"

All three of us nodded and said, "Yes".

He smiled. "Good, here's the best part. I'll pay each of you ten dollars an hour plus your share of the tips. The way we work tips is that all money is combined and everyone; cooks, busboys, waitresses and bartenders get an equal share. The house will not be taking a cut. I want it to pay off for you guys if you work hard and I want all of you encouraging each other to work hard."

He studied each of us. "Are you still in?"

All three of us again said, "Yes".

He sat back and smiled. "Good, we open next Monday. I want you here early for the first day. Can you be here by three?"

Danny looked at Ponce and me. I nodded to Mr. Ballantine. "Yes, we can be here. It means we'll have to cut a class, but if it's important we can do it this one time."

He shrugged. "I understand. Please be assured that the last thing I want to do is interfere with your success in school, but on Monday it would be helpful if you were here by three."

"We'll be here."

Mr. Ballantine opened his wallet and took out three one hundred dollar bills. He handed them to me and said, "April I want you to go shopping. Buy a very sexy outfit. I want you in nylons, garter belt and spike heeled shoes with a black skirt short enough to show it all off. I also want you wearing a black brassiere under a flimsy white, low cut blouse. Can you put that outfit together?"

I smiled at Mr. Ballantine. "Absolutely." I turned to Ponce. "It appears that you and I are going to be paying Helen another visit."

Ponce grinned.

Mr. Ballantine stood up. "Very good. We all know what we have to do. Now if you will excuse me, opening a new restaurant is very time consuming. I have a number of pressing issues that require my attention." He smiled at all three of us. "I'm glad that I found the three of you. I think that together we're going to be very successful."

He turned and went back to his office. 

As soon as he was gone Danny looked at Ponce and me and said, "Yes!"

We all laughed. It seemed that life had just given us a very big break.

We got into Ponce's pickup truck. As I sat on the seat wedged between Ponce and Danny I realized that my little session of fun with Mr. Ballantine had done very little to satisfy my own desires. Now that I found myself pressed in between my two favorite sex playmates I started feeling like I was in heat.

When we pulled away from the curb Ponce asked, "What happened when you and Mr. Ballantine went into his office?"

That was all the opening I needed. It was playtime.

I reached over and started to massage Ponce's crotch, He already had an erection. He knew exactly what happened. He just wanted to hear me tell him about it.

I giggled and said, "Baby I think I should really be sitting on your face when I answer that question."

Danny laughed. "Hell and damn, here we go again. It must be game time."

Suddenly I got an urge to be really naughty. I reached over and started to massage Danny's crotch. He also had an erection. 

"Feels to me like you want to play just as much as Ponce does."

Danny nodded. "Yeah, I want to play. I kind of like the role I have in your game." He stopped for a minute. "Ponce you're my best friend. I only play if you tell me you want me to play. You know I'd never do anything to hurt you."

Ponce laughed. "Danny I know that. Listen it's just a game. You're my best friend and April loves me. I know that neither of you would ever do anything to hurt me. We're just having fun."

I leaned over and kissed Ponce. "You've got that right sweetheart." I turned to Danny. "I love Ponce more than anything in the world. We're playing this game because both of us love it. We'd both like it if you played with us. Are you In?"

Danny grinned. "Yes, I'd love to play."

I reached over and unzipped Danny's pants. As I was doing it I said, "Ponce baby you're my little cuckboy. I'm not sure that what I was doing with Mr. Ballantine is any of your business."

I pulled Danny's cock out of his pants. "Why don't you just concentrate on your driving while I play with my big stud over here." 

I started to stroke Danny's cock. As I stroked it I said, "Danny honey, Mr. Ballantine got me really worked up. I sucked his cock, but he didn't do anything to get me off. I need a man right now. If I give you blow job, will you promise to fuck me when we get back to the apartment."

"What about your boyfriend over there. Won't he get upset?"

Danny was getting into the game. We were all new at this. Our dialogue sounded like something from an old porno movie, We were trying to role play. It was the best we could do.

I continued the game. I started laughing. "That big pussy? Who cares what he thinks. I party with any man I want. Cuckboy over there waits faithfully on his knees for me to come home."

"Okay, but tell the wimp to keep his eyes on the road. I don't want him watching while you give me a blow job."

I took a quick glance at Ponce to see how he took the "wimp" comment. He was quietly laughing. Things were moving along just fine.

"You heard the man pussy boy, keep your eyes on the road while my lover and I enjoy ourselves."

Just then we arrived at our apartment. Ponce pulled into a parking space and shut the truck off. 

I was disappointed that we didn't live farther away. All three of us were having fun.

I tried to put Danny's cock back into his pants, but he was hard. I couldn't make it fit. I was afraid to bend it. I guess I was worried I might break it.

"Help me put this thing away so we can go inside. The games are just beginning." 

Danny slipped his erection back into his trousers. When we got out of the truck, both of my boys had huge tents in the front of their pants.

I started laughing. "I hope we don't run into old Mrs. Saunders on our way upstairs."

Danny smiled. "I hope we do. It'll give her something to dream about for the next week."

I punched him on the arm. "Don't flatter yourself." 

As soon as we got into the apartment I grabbed Danny, pulled him to me and gave him a passionate kiss. 

After we broke off our kiss I turned. Ponce was standing a few feet away watching us. 

"Cuckboy, don't just stand there gawking, go get my lover a beer."

Ponce bowed. "Yes Mistress."

I reached down. Danny's cock was rigid. "Being dominant gets you excited doesn't it."

Danny thought for a moment and then he nodded. "Yes I think it does."

"It gets me really hot. I never would have guessed it until I started playing with Ponce. I think he likes being submissive even more than I like being dominant and I really like being dominant. He makes a wonderful playmate.

"So what should I do? I'm still not really sure how to play this game."

I smiled. "I think all three of us are still figuring that out. There are Internet sites that you can look at. Ponce and I got some of our best ideas from those. For this evening, just follow my lead. When we're done all three of us can talk about what was fun and what wasn't fun.




April's Story Ch. 17



Ponce came back into the room. He was carrying a tray with two cans of beer. 

I sat down on the couch and grabbed Danny's hand. "Come sit with me studman." I looked at Ponce, "Cuckboy, set our beers on the table ." 

While Ponce was setting the tray on the end table I leaned over, unzipped Danny's pants, pulled out his erect penis and stared at my big slave. "Cuckboy look at my lover's cock. I think he's really horny. It's so nice and hard. I can't wait to get it into my mouth."

I started unbuttoning Danny's shirt. "Baby let's get our clothes off so we can play."

Danny started stripping. As he removed each article of clothing I tossed it to Ponce. "Hang these up so they don't get wrinkled."

Ponce actually carried Danny's clothes into his room and hanged them in his closet. When he came back Danny and I were making out on the couch. Danny had the hem of my skirt around my waist and his hand inside my panties. He was fingering my pussy while he kissed me.

As soon as I saw Ponce I broke off our kiss and stood up. "Undress me for my lover."

Ponce obediently bowed, unbuttoned my blouse and laid it over the arm of a chair. I wasn't wearing a brassiere. I stood in front of Danny naked from the waist up. 

He looked at me and started to stroke his cock.

"Cuckboy, my lover is getting excited; take my skirt and panties off. I want you to show him my pussy and ass."

Ponce unfastened my skirt and let it fall to the floor. 

I stepped out of it, looked at Danny and did a little twirl. "Does my body turn you on baby?"

Danny grinned. "Oh yeah, but I want to see your cute little pussy."

"Cuckboy, my lover wants to look at my cunt. Get down on your knees and take my panties off for him."

Ponce kneeled at my feet and pulled my panties down. He did it very slowly. He was obviously having just as much fun as Danny and me.

As Ponce exposed my cunt Danny said, "Cuckboy your girlfriend has a really cute pussy. I'm going to enjoy fucking her tonight."

I was excited. I wanted Danny's cock in my mouth. With my panties still around my knees, I kneeled on the floor between Danny's legs. His cock was sticking straight up in the air. An erect penis is a very stimulating sight to me. My breathing was already getting faster. I was quickly losing control. I leaned forward, grabbed hold of Danny's erection and started rubbing the engorged head against my cheeks and lips.

As I was doing this I said, "Cuckboy, you need to be naked. Get you clothes off. Do it now!"

Ponce stood up and started taking his clothes off. While he was disrobing, I started giving Danny a blow job.

I watched Ponce out of the corner of my eye. As soon as he was naked I stopped sucking Danny's cock and stood up. I pulled my panties off and pointed to the space on the floor between Danny's feet, "Lie down on your back right there." 

As soon as Ponce was lying down I got on my knees so I was straddling his face and sat down. When I was comfortably seated I leaned forward and started sucking Danny's cock again. My world was now perfect. I was sitting on my baby's face while I was giving another man a blow job.

Ponce quickly found my clit and started sucking on it. He knew what I liked. It was only minutes before I had my first orgasm. When I felt my orgasm starting I locked Ponce's face between my thighs and held on to Danny's cock. As the waves of pleasure were rolling through my body, Danny started to ejaculate. 

For a moment we had sexual chaos. I was screaming with pleasure, Ponce was trapped in a vice grip between my thighs with my gushing pussy pressed against his lips and Danny was shooting spurts of semen high into the air. It was incredible.

The moment passed quickly. When my muscles relaxed I rolled off of Ponce. He quickly sat up. His face glistened with the secretions from my orgasm and he was simultaneously laughing and gasping for breath. 

Danny was lying back on the couch. There was a huge grin on his face. His once menacing erection now rested passively between his legs.

I climbed up on the couch and snuggled up to Danny. While my lover and I cuddled I gently rolled the shaft of his soft penis between my fingertips. Ponce was sitting on the floor in front of us. I looked at him. He still had an erection. I got a nasty little thrill of excitement when I realized that Danny and I had both just experienced wonderful orgasms, while our slave got nothing. I took a deep breath. This was sexual domination and I loved every minute of it. 

I wanted to keep right on playing. I smiled at Ponce. "Cuckboy come over and kiss my feet while I fondle my lover and get him ready to fuck me."

Ponce got up on his knees, reverently picked up my right foot and started to kiss and lick my toes. As he made love to my feet I stroked Danny's cock. It wasn't long before it started to grow again. 

I looked down at my cuckold boyfriend. "Look at this pussyboy. Danny's a real man. He can get it up more than one time a night."

The truth was that Ponce could do the same thing, but no one was worrying about details. We were manufacturing fantasy.

Soon Danny's engorged penis was again standing straight up. I looked down at Ponce while I stroked his friend's erection. "Baby I want this cock inside me. I want Danny to fuck me. Will you ask him for me. Will you ask your friend to fuck me."

Ponce was on his knees at our feet. He was staring up at us as I slowly stroked his friend's erection. As I looked down at Ponce I suddenly realized that this was the most humiliating thing that I'd ever made him do. A shiver of excitement rippled through me. At that moment I realized that I loved being a dominant mistress. I loved it even more than I loved being a slut and I positively adored being a slut.

Ponce continued to stare up at us. There was a wry little smile on his face. His cock was sticking straight out. Another shiver of excitement went through me when I realized that my baby was enjoying this every bit as much as I was. 

I nearly had another orgasm as I heard Ponce say, "Danny would you please fuck April for me." 

I had to continue this exquisite torture. "Why Ponce? Why do you want your best friend to fuck me?"

"Because he's a stud. He knows how to satisfy you. You deserve to feel the pleasure he can give you."

"Why can't you do that?"

"Because I'm your little cuckboy."

Danny laughed and pushed me back on the sofa. As he mounted me and pushed his cock into my pussy he looked at Ponce. "Don't worry pussy boy. I'll be more than happy to keep your girlfriend satisfied for you."

As soon as Danny started fucking me I closed my eyes and let myself go. We fucked for over 30 minutes. Ponce obediently kneeled at our feet the entire time. We completely ignored him. During the time that he was fucking me, Danny owned me. I was his woman.

Just before Danny came, he pulled his cock out of my cunt so he could ejaculate all over my stomach. As soon as he was done he rolled off of me, collapsed onto the couch and quietly lay back with a satisfied smile on his face.

I was just as spent as Danny, but I had to take care of my baby. I grabbed Ponce by his hair and pulled him up. "My lover made a little mess on my tummy. You have some cleanup work to do."

Ponce smiled at me and slowly licked all of Danny's semen off of my stomach. As soon as he was done I pushed him back onto the floor. 

"Lie down baby. It's your turn." I slipped off of the couch and sat down on his face, "You know you're just a little cuckboy so you don't get to fuck me. Only real men get to fuck me. But tonight you have been a very obedient cuckboy. You deserve a reward. You get to lick my asshole while I jack you off."

As I gave my baby his handjob I got a huge thrill out of the knowledge that I was denying him a pleasure that I'd just freely given to another man. Like I said earlier, I was learning to love being a dominant mistress.



April's Story Ch. 18



Note: This story is the eighteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous seventeen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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That night we ordered a pizza. The three of us sat on the couch together, ate pizza and watched a college football game. As we sat together I realized how much my dad would have liked Ponce and Danny. Suddenly, I broke down and started sobbing. I cried for a long time. The boys took turns holding me.

Ponce and Danny both quit their jobs on Thursday. Danny's job wasn't a problem. The moving company hired him as day labor. When they called Thursday morning and offered him a moving job, he just thanked them and said no.

Ponce was actually employed by the janitorial company that cleaned the floors at the Exeter Building. Over the past year they had been such callous bosses that Ponce felt absolutely no guilt about just calling to inform them that he wouldn't be coming in anymore. They actually had the audacity to tell him that they would see to it that he never worked in the floor waxing business again as long as he lived. My baby was wonderful. He asked them to guarantee that in writing.

The people at the Silly Squirrel were nice. I liked them. They were good employers who had always been fair with me. Sadly I felt compelled to give them notice and go into work for one more weekend.

Thursday evening we played the semifinal game in our bracket of the three on three tournament. When we walked into the gym the stands were full of spectators chanting, "Go hayseeds - Go slut." We had become the favorites of the students who didn't belong to a fraternity or a sorority.

We won the game by a score of 30 to 24. Our fans were all on their feet going wild when Danny made the final basket to give us thirty points.

As we walked off the floor I suddenly started to worry. What was going to happen next Thursday night? It was the final game, but that night Mr. Ballantine expected us to be working at the Goldenrod Supper club. We had a problem.

After the game we stopped at a burger chain and bought supper. 

When we got home Ponce, Danny and I showered together. I should really say that we sort of showered together. Our shower was in the bathtub. All three of us couldn't really be in there at one time. We just took turns washing each other. Needless to say, when we were done showering I'd washed two very erect penises and had the cleanest pussy and ass in America.

After we showered all three of us put on clean tee shirts and gym shorts and sat down on the couch to watch television. I wanted to get my boys a treat so I ordered a porn movie on pay per view. They were very happy.

The movie had a small plot. An attractive young woman was sitting on a couch when two handsome young studs walked into the room. They talked for a moment and then the woman stood up and the guys sat down. As soon as the guys were seated the woman started to do a strip tease dance for them.

Once as the woman was naked, the guys took off their clothes and the woman got on the couch with them. After that it was a no holds barred three way sex scene.

About halfway through the movie I turned to my boys. "You know we could act this out."

Their jaws dropped to the floor.

I smiled at them. "Would you like to try?"

Danny and Ponce both vigorously shook their heads up and down and in unison said, "Yes!"

I looked at both of them. "This is a different game. There's no domination or cuckolding in this game. Are you okay with that Ponce?"

Ponce smiled and said, "Oh I think we can try something new once in awhile."

"Okay, turn the sound off on the movie. We need some dance music."

Ponce and Danny raced to the stereo. There was a brief argument about the appropriate music. Fortunately they were friends. They managed to avoid violent conflict. After a few minutes of discussion they selected a Prince CD. and put it into the stereo. Both of them then turned around and stared at me.

I laughed, "Boys, you have to sit down."

Ponce and Danny both threw themselves onto the couch. 

Once they were seated I started my strip. I'm a good dancer. I'm athletic and I have an excellent sense of rhythm. I think I did a pretty hot striptease. As soon as I was naked I jumped on the couch and took turns kissing my boys.

They quickly tore their clothes off. 

That was the first time that I had one guy fucking me while I was sucking another guy's cock. It was very hot.

Danny and Ponce kept switching places. They both fucked me and came in my pussy several times. I don't really know how many orgasms we had. I lost count.

When we were finally exhausted and completely spent, we lay on the couch together giggling. 

Danny turned to me and asked, "Can we watch another porn movie tomorrow night?"

I shook my head. "No baby, not tomorrow. Tomorrow after class we have to go see Helen." I turned to Ponce. "Don't you think we should bring Danny with us when we go see her tomorrow."

Ponce smiled and said, "Absolutely, that way you can have someone to talk to while your waiting for me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't you remember that you promised Helen that you would lend me to her."

"Yes."

"I think that tomorrow night might be an excellent time to fulfill that promise."

"Do you really want me to lend you to Helen?"

Ponce smiled at me. I stared at him. He kept smiling at me.

Finally I punched his arm and said, "You're a perv."

He just grinned.

It was just after 5:30 when Ponce, Danny and I walked into The Exotica Boutique. Helen was folding some lingerie. 

When she heard us come in, she looked up. "April and Marion what a pleasant surprise." She walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "I'm so glad you came back to my shop."

She walked over to Ponce and ran her hand over his crotch. "Marion my dear. It is so very nice to see you again." She grabbed hold of his cock through his trousers. "I hope that your Mistress will allow us play again in the very near future." She took a deep breath. "I think that I could be an excellent teacher for you." She smiled. "Under my direction I am certain that you could learn to be very respectful."

Danny started laughing. "Holy shit Ponce. This is like your wildest sex fantasy coming true."

Ponce started blushing

Helen turned to Danny. "You're kind of a brash young man. It seems to me that you might also benefit from some instruction."

Danny smiled and shook his head. "No thank you, that's not my style."

"And just what is your style?"

"I like to be the teacher."

"Indeed, well Mr. brash young man I have a preference for older teachers." Helen turned to me. "I take it that this is your bull."

I had to stop and think for a moment. Finally I looked at Helen and said, "I've seen that term used on the Internet sites, but I've never really thought about applying it to my own life." I smiled. "Yes, now that you bring it up, Danny is my bull."

"Is he good?"

"He's very good."

"How nice for you."

Helen turned back to Ponce and ran her hand across his chest. Suddenly she grabbed his nipple and gave it a vicious twist. 

Ponce gasped.

Helen smiled and licked Ponce's ear. "How does our little cuckold husband feel about the fact that his wife has a bull?"

I quickly remembered that when we came into her store the first time I'd told Helen that Ponce and I were married. I turned to Danny and gave him a quick look. He picked it up immediately.

Helen was staring into Ponce's eyes. Ponce bowed his head and said, "April gets to do whatever she wants to do."

"I know that cuck. That wasn't what I asked you. I want to know how you feel about your wife having a bull."

Ponce thought for a moment and then he said, "I'm envious of him Mistress Helen."

"Envious?" Helen paused. "Not jealous?" She looked at Ponce. "You do know the difference between those two words don't you?"

"Yes Mistress Helen. To be jealous means to be unhappy or upset because someone you love is in love with someone else. To be envious means you wish you had something that someone else has."

"So why do you say that you're not jealous of your wife's bull?"

"Because I know that April loves me."

Helen thought for a moment and then she nodded. "I see, that's very a good answer. She started smiling and asked, "So why do you say you're envious of him?"

"Because he gets to fuck April and I don't."

Helen looked at me. "Oh April honey, you are so deliciously wicked." 

I nodded in acknowledgment of her compliment and then I decided we should get on with our business.

"Helen I need to buy some clothing from you."

"But of course my dear. What can I get you?" She stopped and smiled. "Do you want something sexy to wear for your brash young bull?"

I shrugged. "If he wants, I'll happily let him fuck me while I'm wearing this outfit, but that's not going to be it's primary purpose."

"Do you have another bull?"

I laughed. "Actually I have several bulls. but I'm not buying this outfit for any of them."

"All right, tell me what you need."

I proceeded to tell Helen about my new job at the Goldenrod Supper club and my boss Percy Ballantine. I finished my explanation by describing the outfit that he instructed me to purchase.

When I was done Helen looked at me and asked, "Did you really suck this middle aged black man's cock?"

I slowly nodded and said, "Yes"

Helen laughed. "April you continue to amaze me. Do you like older men?"

I nodded. "Yes, very much."

"I may have to set you up with Conrad."

"Who's Conrad?"

"Conrad is my bull."

"Helen are you married?"

"Of course I am. My husband is my devoted cuckold slave. His name used to be Lawrence. Now her name is Lorraine. Lawrence lives as a submissive woman. Conrad currently resides in our home and for the time being he is master of the house. Lorraine serves as our maid."

I started to laugh. "Helen you say that I amaze you. You just completely blew me away."

Helen smiled at me. "Being a dominant woman is exciting isn't it?"

Helen helped me pick out an outfit. Actually it turned out that Mr. Ballantine had given me enough money so that I could afford to buy two outfits.

Both outfits fit his criteria perfectly. Each of them included a garter belt, nylon stockings, a dark brassiere, a light colored translucent blouse, high heeled shoes and an outrageously short skirt that showed off the stockings and garters. 

I tried on both sets of clothing. When I modeled them for Ponce and Danny, it was clear from their expressions that both outfits had the desired effect on men.

As I was paying for the clothes Helen smiled and said, "Why don't we get together this evening. We could have a little dinner at my house. I'll invite a few close friends. It could be a very exciting little party."

I looked at Danny and Ponce. Both of them were smiling. I turned to Helen. "I think that would be very nice. We would enjoy that."

"Wonderful. Why don't you and your bull join us at 8:00 for cocktails. I would imagine that we will dine around 10:00." 

Suddenly I was confused. It appeared that her invitation included only Danny and me. I looked at Helen. "Isn't Ponce invited?"

Helen shook her head. "April my dear you are priceless. Ponce is a slave. He doesn't get invited as a guest. Actually I was hoping that you would leave him with me. He can help Lorraine with the preparations."

I looked at Ponce. He smiled and nodded his head yes. 

I turned back to Helen. "You will be kind to him won't you?"

"Certainly." She stopped. "Of course, you do understand that he is a slave. He will be punished if he is disrespectful to his superiors or slipshod in carrying out his duties." 

Helen's words sent a shiver of excitement through me. I smiled as I started to comprehend the full meaning of her statement. I was Ponce's dominant mistress. He was my slave. Tonight we were going to actually play these roles in the presence of others. 

I smiled at Helen. "I would expect nothing less." 

I walked over and hugged Ponce. "Are you okay with this baby?"

Ponce nodded, "I'm fine with it." He grinned at me, "I think tonight has the potential for being a most memorable evening for all three of us."

I took a deep breath and turned to Helen. "Okay, he's yours. We'll see you at 8:00." 

I took Danny's hand. "I guess we need to go home and get ready for an evening out." As we were about to walk out the door of the shop I stopped an turned to Helen. "We don't know where you live."

Helen laughed. "How silly of me." She quickly wrote her address on a slip of paper and handed it to Ponce. "Slave, give this to your Mistress."

Ponce brought me the paper. As I took it from him I mouthed the words, "I love you."

He smiled and whispered. "I know, I love you too." 



April's Story Ch. 19



Note: This story is the nineteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous eighteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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As soon as Danny and I got home we started getting ready for our evening at Helen's. Both of us wanted to look our best. I can't really explain why, it just seemed like the proper thing to do.

While I was in the shower I decided that I wouldn't wear the clothes that I'd bought with Mr. Ballantine's money. It didn't seem right. He gave me the money to buy work clothes. He didn't give me the money to buy party clothes. I was also scared that I might damage them. These jobs were a good an opportunity for Ponce, Danny and me. I didn't want to do anything that might jeopardize our chances of working for Mr. Ballantine.

Instead I put on the panties and bra that I'd purchased for my date with Adam. I added a short black skirt, a sheer white blouse and a pair of wedge sandals. I didn't bother with nylon stockings or panty hose. I was young, I didn't need them. Besides, the night before Ponce had spent almost an hour painting my toenails. I wanted to show them off.

Once I was dressed I sat down at my makeup table. I applied a little extra eye shadow and mascara. I wasn't trying for the wholesome look. We weren't going to a church supper. I wanted to look like a slut.

When I walked into the living room Danny took one look at me and whistled. "Damn April, you look great. 

Danny was wearing a pair of dark gray trousers, a checked shirt and a burgundy tie. 

I laughed and said, "You clean up pretty nicely yourself."

As soon as we got into Danny's car he turned to me and asked, "How do you think Ponce is doing?"

I laughed. The exact same question was going through my mind. After thinking for a moment I said, "I suspect he's having the time of his life."

Danny nodded. "I hope you're right."

We were silent for a moment and then I said, "Danny I love him so much."

He nodded. "I know you do. He loves you just as much." 

I sighed. "I know."

After a moment I said, "Danny, I also love you. Maybe not the same way I love Ponce, but I know I love you."

Danny was quiet for a moment and then he said, "I understand. I feel the same way about you. I know that Ponce will always be your true love, but I believe that I'll always be able to rely on you and I hope you understand that you can always rely on me. April, I promise that I will always be there for you."

I picked up Danny's hand and squeezed it. Neither of us needed to say anything more. For the rest of the drive we rode in loving silence. 

Helen's house was in a very wealthy neighborhood. It was just before eight o'clock when we found her address. Her house number was attached to a tall wrought iron fence that surrounded a stately oak forest. There was an open gate leading to a driveway that wound its way up a wooded hillside.

We drove through the gate and followed the driveway. When we came over the top of the hill we were confronted with an old brownstone mansion. 

Danny and I looked at each other and laughed. Helen lived in a castle. 

We parked Danny's car in the driveway, walked up to the front door and rang the bell.

After a moment the door opened. Ponce was standing in front of us. He was naked except for a leather loin cloth, a pair of sandals and a dog collar. He looked incredibly sexy.

"Good evening, welcome to Mistress Helen's home. Please come in."

I smiled at Ponce. "Hi baby. How are things going?"

He bowed politely and said, "Very well Mistress April; thank you for asking."

I giggled. "Helen has already got you trained hasn't she Ponce."

Ponce looked around and whispered, "I'm not allowed to make casual conversation with the guests. It would be disrespectful. Helen would whip me if she caught me talking to you."

I looked at Ponce. "Have you already been whipped?"

Ponce nodded. "Yes Mistress, twice."

"Are you okay?"

Ponce smiled. "Don't worry, I'm fine. Everything is going great. We're going to have a lot fun tonight. Follow me, I'll show you to the parlor." 

Ponce turned, led us into the house and down a hallway framed with ornately carved dark woodwork. The walls were covered with classical paintings. I wondered if they were originals.

When we arrived at a large double doorway, Ponce stopped. "The parlor is in here."

As we entered the parlor, an attractive, middle aged blond woman wearing a maids uniform appeared in the hall and followed us into the room.

"Mistress April and Master Daniel, Good evening. Welcome to Mistress Helen's humble abode. I'm Lorraine, Mistress Helen's personal attendant. I trust that Ponce has made you feel at home." 

I looked at Danny. He was just as amazed as I was. This blond woman was Lawrence, Helen's husband."

I looked over at Ponce. He could tell how shocked Danny and I were. He was doing everything he possibly could to keep from laughing.

Lorraine paid no attention to our obvious shock. I'm sure that he was used to this reaction. He continued his welcome speech without missing a beat.

"My Mistress and her man are still upstairs getting dressed. They will be down momentarily. There are also other guests who will be arriving shortly. In the meantime please make yourselves comfortable. 

He gestured towards Ponce. Our slave will get you refreshments. I have taught him to make both an excellent martini and Manhattan."

He looked at Danny. "We have two kinds of beer, Heineken and Budweiser. Ponce told us that those were your favorites."

He looked back at me. "We have some excellent champagne on ice and of course a complete bar. Now if you will excuse me I have to check on my Mistress and then attend to tonight's dinner. If I can be of any additional service just ask Ponce to find me."

Lorraine turned and walked out of the room. 

As soon as he was gone Danny looked at Ponce and me and said, "Holy shit!"

All three of us started to giggle.

After a moment Danny turned to Ponce and asked, "Do they really have Heineken?"

Ponce nodded. "Lorraine and I went to the liquor store." He looked at me. "They really think he's a woman."

"Well he is pretty convincing."

Danny shook his head. "He had me fooled." Suddenly he stopped. "Hold it, were getting off track. Let's get back to the beer."

Ponce laughed. "Good point, we have to keep our priorities straight. When Lorraine and I were at the liquor store, he asked me what your favorite beers were. I told him Heineken and Budweiser. He bought two cases of each."

"You mean there are two cases of Heineken in this house just for me."

Ponce smiled and said, "Yup."

Danny laughed. "Well slave, what are you waiting for, hop to it. April's Bull needs a beer."

"Guys be nice. We're Helen's guests. She invited us to play some fun sex games tonight. Try to be just a little serious."

"It's okay April. I think that we can excuse the exuberance of youth."

I turned. Helen was standing in the doorway. A very handsome middle aged man was standing next to her.

I started to try to apologize. 

Helen held up her hand. "Please April, it's all right. All three of you are adventurous and fun loving. It's one of the many reasons that Lorraine and I find you so attractive."

She walked over to Ponce. "Slave get Master Daniel a bottle of his favorite beer." Helen gently kissed Ponce's cheek. "Sweetheart, I understand that the two of you are very close friends. I will make allowances for that tonight, but in this house you are still a slave and your role is to serve your superiors. Tonight Master Daniel is your superior. Do not forget this. If you do you will be severely punished."

"Yes Mistress Helen." Ponce obediently bowed to her and walked over to the bar to get Danny his beer.

Helen shifted her gaze to Danny. "A master always treats his inferiors with dignity and respect. If I catch you scoffing at Ponce I will personally rip your young gonads off and turn you into a eunuch. Do we understand each other?"

Danny nodded. "Yes ma'am."

Helen nodded. "Very good." She took Danny's hand, "Daniel, you can have anything you want tonight. If there are other beers that you also enjoy, just tell Lorraine and we will have the liquor store deliver them."

Danny smiled. "No ma'am, Ponce did a wonderful job of picking beers." Danny paused for a moment. "Helen I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I was just joking around with my friend. Please forgive me."

Helen kissed Danny on the cheek. "I know that Daniel." She reached down and rubbed his crotch. "After dinner I intend to give you a very good opportunity to make amends."

"Helen aren't you going to introduce me?"

Helen turned. "I'm sorry Conrad. How thoughtless of me." She turned back to Danny and me. "April Hansen and Daniel Gerard I would like you to meet my current gentleman friend, Conrad Summers."

Conrad stepped forward and kissed my hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you April. You are every bit as beautiful as Helen said you were."

I blushed. "Thank you kind sir."

He gave me a slight bow, turned to Danny and offered his hand. "Danny I hope that we can become good friends."

Danny shook Conrad's hand and said, "Thank you, I hope so to."

Just then the doorbell rang.

Helen looked at us and said, "That must be Jessica. Ponce will you please get the door."

Ponce left to answer the door. A moment later we heard a woman's voice.

"Hello, you must be Ponce. Oh my, look at you. You are absolutely magnificent. I must go find Helen. I assume she's in the parlor. Morris, Bryce come with me."

A second later a very attractive middle aged, red headed tempest burst into the parlor. She was accompanied by two older men. One was slightly built and dressed in a woman's pink ruffled blouse and a pair of yellow slacks that zipped on the side. The other was a tall handsome man with streaks of gray in his hair. He was dressed in a blue blazer and tan slacks.

Ponce followed the three of them at a discreet distance.

"Helen, how sweet of you to invite us." She took a deep breath. "This new slave is everything you said he was. You must let me play with him for a little while this evening."

Helen smiled. "Hello Jessica."

The man in the ruffled blouse walked over and knelt down in front of Helen. He kissed her feet and looked up at her. "Mistress Helen it will be a pleasure to serve you this evening."

Helen patted his head and said, "Thank you Morris, Lorraine is in the kitchen. Report to her. She will assign you your duties for the evening."

"Helen I am so sorry that I was unable to send Morris over ahead of us so that he could help Lorraine with the preparations. He had an important meeting of the board of directors. It was absolutely essential that he was there."

"Jessica, I understand. Business always comes before pleasure. Besides, Lorraine had Ponce available to assist her."

Jessica took a deep breath. "He is magnificent. How did you ever manage to tame him?"

"He belongs to April. Why don't you ask her."

Jessica looked at me. "My dear, you are to be congratulated. Taming a slave is quite an accomplishment, especially for one as young as you are."

I smiled. "It was nothing really. Ponce is very cooperative. Would you like to inspect him?"

"Oh yes dear. I would like that very much."

Ponce was standing in the doorway of the parlor. I gestured to him. "Ponce come here."

Ponce walked over to us. 

"Let Mistress Jessica inspect you."

Ponce stood perfectly still while Jessica started to feel his chest muscles.

Helen joined us and put her hands around his biceps. "Jessica feel his arms. He's incredibly strong."

Jessica was busy tracing the outline of Ponce's chest muscles. "April darling, it must be very exciting to control a slave as powerful as this one. May I give him a more intimate inspection?"

I was just about to say, "Certainly" when Helen intervened. 

"Ponce have you told Mistress April about your present from Lorraine and me?"

Ponce shook his head. "No Mistress, I haven't had an opportunity."

"I think that this would be a very good time. Ponce, remove your loin cloth and show everyone your new jewelry.

Ponce pulled his loin cloth off and stood naked in front of everyone . 

Danny yelled out, "Holy shit, what the fuck is that?"

Helen glared at him. Danny covered his mouth and quietly said, "Sorry."

Ponce's penis was inside a plastic case. There was a padlock on the top of the case.

I looked at Helen. "What is that?"

Jessica smiled. "My dear it's a male chastity belt. It prevents a man from having an orgasm. We use them to control our slaves. Males are so much more malleable when their sexual needs are unfulfilled."

Helen walked over to the bookshelf and opened a small box. "Ponce come here." She handed him a gold chain. "Bring this to your mistress."

Ponce brought the jewelry to me. I looked at it. It appeared to be a bracelet with a small gold key attached to it.

"It's an anklet my dear. The key opens the lock on Ponce's cage. Both Jessica and I find it very pleasing to wear this small symbol of power as jewelry."

Jessica nodded. "We particularly enjoy locking up our husbands and wearing our anklets when we're going to be entertaining other men."

I looked. Both Helen and Jessica were wearing gold anklets.

I handed the jewelry back to Ponce. "Slave, kneel down and put this around my ankle."

As Ponce was fastening the anklet Helen said, "Jessica dear, didn't I tell you that she was a natural."

As soon as Ponce was done fastening my anklet he stood up and started taking drink orders. While he was doing this, Jessica introduced her boyfriend, Bryce Carpenter.

Once the formalities were over everyone but the slaves sat down. There were three small love seats in the room. Each couple occupied one of the love seats.

While Ponce was serving our cocktails I turned to Helen and said, "You have a beautiful home."

"Thank you dear."

"Helen, I don't understand. This is a mansion. How can you afford all of this on your income from the lingerie boutique."

Helen and Jessica both smiled.

Jessica answered. "April, the boutique is our hobby. Neither of us have to work. My husband Morris is the chairman of the board of directors of a large local corporation. Helen's husband, Lawrence is now retired, but before he retired and started living as Helen's maid, he made a large fortune in the telecommunications industry. All of us are financially independent."

"So you just run the lingerie boutique for fun."

Helen nodded. "Of course dear. One has to have something interesting to do during the day. The boutique keeps Jessica, Lorraine and me busy. We enjoy it."

Lorraine served dinner at ten o'clock. It was roast beef with a number of wonderful side dishes. Danny was in heaven. Wine was served with the meal. This was the first time that I'd ever tasted French red wine. It was very good. As I was sipping it I realized that I could easily acquire a taste for expensive wine."

Ponce, Morris and Lorraine waited on us. They were not allowed to join us at the table. They were slaves. 

Halfway through dinner I started to worry about Ponce. I excused myself to go to the bathroom and met Ponce in the hallway.

"Sweetheart is everything going okay?"

Ponce grinned. "April I'm having the time of my life. I might be having more fun than you are. Morris and Lorraine are really friendly. April they're the two of the nicest people I've ever met."

"Honey are you getting anything to eat."

Ponce nodded. "Lorraine has a table set up in the back of the kitchen for us. I have my own supply of Heineken Beer. The roast beef was really good wasn't it."

I laughed. "Yes it was."

"How do you like the wine?"

"It's wonderful. Have you gotten any?"

"We have a bottle open in the kitchen. April that wine costs $85.00 a bottle."

"Get out!"

"No it really does."

"How do you know that."

"Lorraine and Morris were talking about it. They thought it was pretty good for an inexpensive wine."

"Inexpensive? I wonder what expensive wine costs."

Ponce smiled. "I don't even want to guess." He kissed me. "Listen I have to get back to work. I'll see you in the dining room. April, this is a pretty amazing night isn't it."

"Yes Ponce, it really is."

Ponce disappeared into the kitchen. I went to the bathroom and returned to the dining room. I could relax now, I knew my baby was being well cared for. 

After dinner we returned to the parlor. There was a fire burning in the large mahogany paneled fire place.

Danny and I walked over to the love seat we'd occupied before dinner. 

As we started to sit Jessica patted the spot next to her and said, "Daniel, why don't you come over here and sit with me."

Danny flashed a big grin at me and said, "April I'll see you a little later."

I laughed. "What kind of boyfriend leaves me for another woman and lets me get lonely after dinner."

Conrad and Bryce sat down on each side of me. "April we won't let you get lonely."

Suddenly I understood part of the plan for the evening. I looked at my two new companions and said, "Hi guys, what have you got in mind?"

Conrad put his arms around me and gave me a passionate kiss. At the same time Bryce spread my legs and began massaging the inside of my thigh.

Conrad stopped kissing me for a moment and whispered into my ear, "This would be a lot more fun if we took your clothes off."

I unbuttoned my blouse and leaned forward so they could take it off. That was the only cue my two suitors needed. They quickly went to work. It was a matter of seconds before my clothes were lying in a heap at the end of the love seat.

As soon as I was naked, Conrad and Bryce removed their own clothing. They were both very well endowed. I guess that should have been predictable. Jessica and Helen were very attractive women. They could be very selective when choosing lovers.

Conrad and Bryce sat down on each side of me. Bryce massaged my pussy while Conrad played with my breasts. I grabbed a cock with each of my hands and started stroking both of them.

I looked over at Danny. He and Jessica were both naked. Jessica was sucking his cock.

This was a hot scene. I was quickly becoming very excited. Suddenly the scene got much hotter.

Morris came into the room. He was wearing a pair of yellow lace panties. They were crotchless. His caged penis stuck out of the split in the crotch.

He walked directly to Jessica and kneeled down at her feet. While his wife continued sucking Danny's cock, he picked up her right foot and started to kiss and lick her toes.

Moments later Helen came into the room leading Ponce on a leash. Ponce was crawling on all fours. Helen had a horsewhip. It was the kind of whip that jockeys use to spur their mounts on to victory. She occasionally whipped Ponce's ass as he crawled across the floor. They stopped just a few feet short of the sofa where I was entertaining my lovers. 

Ponce looked at me. I was sitting on the couch naked. Two handsome men were with me and they were both freely fondling my body while I played with their cocks.

A little thrill rippled through me. I found it very exciting that two men were giving me intense sexual pleasure while my cuckboy helplessly looked on. I got even more excited when I remembered that his cock was safely locked in a plastic case that prevented him from receiving any sexual pleasure at all.

My lovers continued fondling me. My entire body was tingling. I looked down at my ankle and saw the key dangling from the gold chain. Suddenly I understood why Helen and Jessica wore these keys as jewelry. Knowing that this key was the only way my slave's penis could be freed so that he could enjoy sexual pleasure gave me an incredible sense of power.




April's Story Ch. 19



As Bryce pushed his finger in and out of my cunt I stared into Ponce's eyes, sadistically raised my right leg and waved the ankle bearing the key to his chastity cage in his face.

Ponce took a deep breath and submissively bowed his head. 

I kept staring at my slave as I leaned over and started sucking Conrad's cock. At the same time, Bryce pulled me up so that I was kneeling on the sofa and then he climbed up behind me. I gasped when I felt his huge cock enter my cunt.

Helen pushed Ponce down to the floor and made him lie on his back. She climbed onto his face and lowered her cunt to his lips.

Helen started teasing my baby while she rode his face. "Ponce honey, your girlfriend seems to be having a lot of fun. Bryce is fucking her while she's sucking Conrad's cock. Ponce, I heard that you don't get to fuck April. Is that true? Oh I hope that's just an ugly rumor. Bryce seems to be having so much fun. It's obvious that your girlfriend is a really good fuck. It's a shame if you're missing out on something that lots of other guys seem to be enjoying."

While Helen was taunting Ponce, Lorraine came into the room and kneeled down on the floor next to his wife. He obediently watched as Helen brazenly pleasured herself on another man's face.

I looked over at Danny. Jessica was straddling him and riding his cock. As they fucked she said, "Warn me before you cum. I want to get off of you so you can shoot your stuff on my feet."

They fucked for several more minutes. Suddenly Danny patted Jessica's ass and said, "It's time."

Jessica rolled off of Danny's erection, lay back on the couch next to him and started rubbing his penis with her feet. It was just seconds before the first spurt of semen shot from the head of Danny's cock. Jessica kept milking him with her feet. As he ejaculated, all of his cum landed on her toes. 

As soon as Danny was done cumming Jessica pulled her feet away from his softening cock, turned to her kneeling husband and presented him with her semen covered toes. Morris obediently licked all of Danny's fresh cum off of his wife's feet.

When Morris was done with his cleanup chores, Jessica stood up and pushed him onto the floor. When he was lying on his back she straddled his face, sat down and mashed her freshly fucked cunt against his lips. We all watched as Jessica rode her husband's face to an earth shattering orgasm.

The orgy continued for another hour. Conrad and Bryce each fucked me twice. Helen and Jessica took turns playing with Ponce and Danny. 

Every time Danny, Conrad or Bryce had an orgasm Lorraine or Morris was right there to lick up the semen.

We all had a wonderful time. 

Eventually all of us started to wear down. It was getting late and I realized that I was exhausted and I wanted to go home.

I got up and found my clothes. As I was getting dressed I looked at Ponce and Danny. "Come on boys, it's time to go."

They got up and found their clothes. 

Bryce, Jessica and Morris left while we were getting dressed. We said our goodbyes and promised to get together again in the very near future. 

Once we were dressed we looked around for Helen, Lorraine and Conrad. They weren't in the parlor, the dining room or the kitchen.

I shrugged and turned to Ponce and Danny. "I guess they went to bed. I think we should just leave."

Ponce shook his head. "No, Lorraine and I became good friends tonight. I want to find him and say goodbye. You two wait here, I'll be right back."

Danny and I were tired and we didn't feel like arguing with Ponce. I sat down on the couch where Bryce and Conrad had fucked me and said, "Go find him. We'll wait here."

Ponce disappeared. He was gone for about ten minutes. When he returned I looked at him and asked, "Did you find them?."

He nodded. "Yes I did."

"Can we go now?"

"Yes."

We all got into Danny's car. As we pulled away from the curb Ponce said, "I have to tell you guys something."

I was snuggled tightly against his big body. "What is it Baby?"

"I found Helen, Lorraine and Conrad. They were in the den. Helen was sitting in a stuffed chair. Lorraine was on his knees licking her cunt."

I shrugged. "It sounds like they were having fun."

"Yes, but Conrad was behind Lorraine. He was fucking him in the ass."

Danny turned and looked at Ponce. "No shit?"

"Yes."

I looked at Ponce. "So what happened?"

"When they saw me they stopped. I told them that I had a really wonderful evening and I wanted to thank them and say goodbye."

Ponce paused for a moment. It was clear that this was a serious issue for him.

"Lorraine stood up. He..." Ponce paused, "I'm not sure if I should call him he or she."

I smiled. "I think she might prefer she."

He nodded. "Well anyway, Lorraine stood up. She looked at me and asked if I was bothered about what I just saw?"

"I thought for a moment and then I told her that I would have been a week ago, but now it appeared to me that the three of them were just having fun."

Ponce shook his head. "I explained to her that it seemed to me that should be the only thing that really matters. I said that what the three of them do in their den is nobody else's business."

He shrugged. "They're not hurting anybody so why should it matter?"

Ponce started to smile and then he continued. "Lorraine told me that she thought I was very wise for my age. And then she extended her hand and said that she hoped we could become good friends."

I looked up at Ponce and asked, "What did you do?" 

"I shook Lorraine's hand and told her that I would like that very much. After that we said good bye and I left."

Danny looked at Ponce. "Hey buddy are you turning into a fag on me?"

Ponce shook his head and said, "No that's exactly my point. In our culture it seems like we're all so worried about being labeled as homos that we put up these fronts of intolerance. Danny I like April's pussy even more than you do. I'm not gay and I don't see why I should be afraid to call Lorraine my friend."

Danny stared at Ponce. He was obvioulsy thinking about what his friend just said. After a moment he smiled at him. "Sorry buddy, I shouldn't have said that. You're right, Lorraine is a nice person. That should be all that matters."

I snuggled up to my baby. At this moment I was very proud of him. Lots of people thought Ponce was stupid because he was big, but they were wrong. He was one of the smartest men I have ever known.



April's Story Ch. 20



Note: This story is the twentieth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous nineteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



I had to go to work at the Silly Squirrel on both Saturday and Sunday afternoon. The owners had been very good to me. I didn't feel like I could just walk out on them.

Sunday all the guys came over at noon to watch football. I had to leave at three to go to work. It was really hard to do. Everyone was having fun. I liked this group.. There were nine of us, Ponce, Danny, Jamal, Darbs, Big Julius, Adam, Jake, Tony and of course myself. We were quickly becoming best friends.

By now I'd slept with all of them and everyone was asking for another date. The logistics were becoming a problem. It was hard to find the time to fuck six other guys and still have time for Ponce, Danny, my school work and a job.

After my shift at the Silly Squirrel ended on Sunday night, my boss took me aside. "April you've been an excellent employee. Were going to miss you. If your new job doesn't work out, come back and see us. We would be more than happy to hire you again."

I smiled and thanked him. As I walked out of the Squirrel I was happy that I wouldn't have to work there anymore, still it was nice to know that my efforts were appreciated. 

Monday was an exciting day for Ponce, Danny and me. We were starting our new jobs.

We attended our morning classes and met at the grill at noon. After eating lunch with our friends we walked back to the apartment together.

Once we got to the apartment I tried on both of my work outfits and modeled them for Ponce and Danny. We got so excited that we had to have a short three way quickie before we got ready to go to work. I was beginning to appreciate having two guys to play with at the same time.

Mr. Ballantine had asked us to report for work by three on Monday. We understood why, it was the first day the restaurant was to be open. We needed some time to learn how to do our jobs.

When I finished getting dressed I looked in the mirror. I did look hot, but I realized that I also looked like a hooker. I decided that my outfit might be just a little bit too suggestive for street wear. I found my gym bag, took off my blouse and skirt, carefully folded them and put them into the bag along with my spike heeled shoes. When that was done, I ran back into the bedroom and put on a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt and a pair of basketball shoes. My outfit wasn't glamorous, but it also wouldn't get me arrested as a prostitute on my way to work.

Ponce and Danny were both wearing black dress pants and a white shirt. Apparently bartenders also had a designated outfit.

Just as we were about to leave I had a wicked idea. I stopped and turned to Danny. I put my arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the lips. "There are going to be lots of men staring at me tonight. I'm afraid that our little pussy boy might get excited. We wouldn't want him to lose control and start playing with himself would we."

Danny immediately grasped what I was doing and said, "I think you're right April. You'd better lock Ponce up before we leave."

I looked at Ponce. He was smiling.

"Cuck boy, fetch my anklet and your cage."

Ponce disappeared into the bedroom. He quickly reappeared carrying his chastity cage.

I sat down in a chair. Ponce was standing in front of me. "Give me your cage and pull your pants down."

Ponce handed me the cage, unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers. He cock was sticking straight out. I thumped it twice with my index and middle fingers. He immediately lost his erection. 

This was a trick I'd learned from one of the girls in the dorm. Her mother was a nurse. Supposedly she did this in the hospital when she was bathing men and they got erections. The girl told us about it one night while a group of us were sitting in a dorm room gossiping. I was skeptical when I first heard it, but I was wrong. It was very effective.

I quickly slipped Ponce's chastity cage into place and snapped the lock shut. After I was done I stood up. "Kneel down and put my anklet on me."

Ponce got on his knees and fastened the chain around my ankle. As soon as he was finished I said, "Very good, you may stand again." 

As Ponce was getting up, I turned to Danny. "That got me excited. I think that you and I might have to have a little party when we get home from work tonight." 

I looked at Ponce. "If you behave yourself, I'll take your cage off when Danny's done fucking me. You can lick my asshole and jack off."

Ponce bowed and said, "Thank you Mistress April, that would be very generous."

Ponce loved the game just as much as I did." 

We pulled up in front of the Goldenrod at a quarter to three. We were amazed when we walked in the front door. Last Wednesday the place was filled with painters, carpenters and electricians. Now it was a finished restaurant.

The decor was bit overdone, but it certainly created an atmosphere of posh elegance. We passed through the coat check area and went into the bar. The dim lighting, gold wallpaper, deep burgundy rugs and dark woodwork created an environment of relaxed luxury. 

I immediately understood what Mr. Ballantine was doing. He was providing the same palatial atmosphere as the Kensington Grill. Both restaurants were courting affluent businessmen on expense accounts. His bar and restaurant were every bit as opulent as the Kensington's. The decor might have been a little flashier, but it was still elegant.

The problem was that for businessmen out on the town, the Kensington Grill was dull. Mr. Ballantine realized that his clientèle wanted a little bit of spice during their evening out. That was where I came in, I was the spice. 

"Welcome to the Goldenrod!" 

We turned. Percy Ballantine was walking over to us.

"April, Danny and Ponce, it's so nice to see you. Thank you for coming in early today. We need the extra time for a little orientation."

He looked at me. "April, that's not exactly the outfit that I was expecting."

I smiled and held up my gym bag. "My work outfit is in here. I felt it was just a little too racy for street wear."

Mr. Ballantine raised his eyebrows. "That certainly piques my curiosity. Why don't you put on your work outfit while I get Ponce and Danny settled. You can change in the ladies room over there. For tonight we'll put your gym bag in my office. I'll have to figure out some kind of locker arrangement for Traci, Cindy and you." He grinned at me. "I really want to do everything I can to encourage you to wear outfits that are a little too racy for the street."

I went to the ladies room and changed. When I got back to the cocktail lounge, Ponce and Danny were standing behind the bar with four other men. A gentleman in his early fifties was showing them how to operate a credit card machine. I assumed that he was George Thomas, the head bartender.

Mr. Ballantine was standing with three women. One was very matronly. She appeared to be about the same age as George Thomas. She was wearing an elegant, but conservative dress. She was standing directly across from Mr. Ballantine. He was talking to her. 

The other two women were standing on each side of Mr. Ballantine. The woman on his left must have been in her mid thirties. She was a gorgeous blond with a large bust, narrow waist and a full round ass that would grab the attention of any healthy heterosexual male. 

The other woman seemed to be about my age. She was an attractive brunette. Her bust wasn't as large as the blond's, but she had a trim athletic figure that most men would find very alluring. Both women were dressed in attire very similar to my own.

When he saw me coming over, Mr. Ballantine smiled and said, "That's more like it, April you now look very hot."

I walked right up to him and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, I tried."

"April Hansen, I want you to meet your three co workers." He turned to the gorgeous blond. "This is Traci Dylan. 

I smiled at Traci. "It's nice to meet you."

She nodded, "It's nice to meet you to April."

Mr. Ballantine gestured towards the young brunette on his right. "This is Cindy Warner."

Cindy flashed me a big grin and said, "Hi April, its nice to meet you." Cindy had what you might call a bubbly personality. It was the kind of personality that might be a little irritating in some situations, but I had a feeling that middle aged business men were going to eat it up."

I nodded to her. "Hi Cindy, it's nice to meet you to."

Mr. Ballantine continued, "You, Traci and Cindy will be handling most of the waitressing duties in the cocktail lounge. You will notice that all three of you are dressed to draw the attention of adult males."

Mr. Ballantine looked at Cindy and me. "Traci used to dance at the Black Knight. She may be able to teach you a few tricks about teasing and flirting with men."

I looked at Traci, "I am more than willing to try anything that will earn us better tips."

Cindy giggled, "Me to."

Traci smiled at both of us. "I think were going to get along very well."

Now it was Mr. Ballantine's turn to smile. "That's the spirit. If you work it right, the three of you have the potential to earn a lot of tip money."

He turned to the older woman. "This is Alice Rand. Alice will be your immediate supervisor. I hired Alice away from the Kensington Grill. She has years of experience as a cocktail waitress in upscale bars."

Alice looked at Traci, Cindy and me. "I will be teaching all three of you the mechanics of being a good waitress. I don't care how sexy you look, if you can't get the drink orders right, you will have disappointed customers. Disappointed customers don't leave tips. The things I am going to teach you won't be noticed unless you fail to do them."

Mr. Ballantine sat down on a bar stool. "I want you to treat Alice like a college professor. She is your mentor. Is that clear?"

We all nodded in agreement.

"Alice will be working Monday through Friday from when we open at eleven in the morning until seven in the evening. She will handle all of the lunch trade by herself. Traci will be working Monday through Friday from five o'clock until we close at 2:00 am. We expect our busiest time to be from 5:00 until 7:00. April will also start at 5:00 but she will go home at 10:30. April will also be working Monday through Friday." 

He turned to Cindy. "Cindy is our weekend girl. She'll work from when we open at 11:00 am until we close at 2:00 am on both Saturday and Sunday. We expect weekends to be lighter than weeknights. Were not courting the dating crowd. We want the business trade."

He turned to Alice. "I'm done, They're all yours. Take them into the dining room and have dinner. This is the dress rehearsal for our kitchen and dining staff. You can start teaching while you're eating dinner."

He looked at all of us. "Does anyone have any questions?"

None of us said anything. 

Mr. Ballantine smiled. "Very good. If you will excuse me I have many things to attend to. We open in ninety minutes."

Alice turned towards the dining room. "Come with me girls."

The dinner was excellent. I had a small fillet mignon. I noticed that the bartenders were all dining at another table. Ponce and Danny both had giant porterhouse steaks in front of them. My boys were very happy.

I noticed that while the bartenders were eating, George Thomas was teaching. 

Alice Rand was doing the same thing with us. During dinner she showed us how to use our order pads as a map to keep drink orders straight. After that she talked about ways to keep money and tabs organized. She finished by teaching us what she called the etiquette of being a waitress.

After dinner we went back to the cocktail lounge. The boys were already there when we arrived. George Thomas was showing them how to draw draft beer.

Alice sat us down at a table and explained, "We're over staffed tonight. Cindy will be with us all week long. It's part of Mr. Ballantine's plan. None of you are going to be pressured until you are well trained." 

She looked at Cindy. "Cindy, I will be working with you all weekend. We are not going to put you on your own until we think you're ready. There also won't be any formal notice that the restaurant is open until next week. We are starting slowly. We want to develop a reputation for quality service. Mr. Ballantine has invited a number of acquaintances this evening. This assures us of having a friendly and forgiving crowd."

Alice turned to Traci. "Mr. Ballantine wanted you to have a few moments before we open."

Traci took a deep breath. She obviously wasn't used to teaching others. "Girls we make more money if we flirt. Remember, everyone is honey or sweetheart. Touching is always good. Brush up against guys while you're taking orders." 

She leaned in. "Were all wearing garter belts. It is going to be an unstated policy of the house that guys can tip you with a $ 5.00 bill or larger by putting it into your garter. When they do it, lift your skirt. Don't be afraid to flash your panties."

Traci got very quiet. Guys are going to try to put their hands on you. Absolutely no touching!" She laughed. "Unless they tip. The bigger the tip the better the feel." She looked at us. "If a guy puts a twenty dollar bill in my garter, I am going to let him run his hand slowly across my ass." she paused. "Under my skirt."

Cindy looked at her. "What if he puts a fifty in your garter."

Traci smiled. "We have to be careful about this. We don't want to get the place in trouble." She paused. "If I think the guys okay and we can be subtle about it, I'll let him put his hand between my thighs and rub my pussy." She looked at both Cindy and me. "No one is going to tell you that you have to let a guy do that, but we'll make a lot of tip money if you do."

Cindy looked at me. "I'm okay with that." 

I smiled at her. "So am I."

Alice looked at us. "Girls you're going to make everyone that works here rich."

Traci laughed. "That works for me, I love being popular with my coworkers." 

The evening started very slowly. I had several good opportunities to visit with Ponce and Danny. They liked George Thomas and they were quickly learning to be bartenders. Both of them were enjoying their jobs.

At 5:30 a group of four middle aged men in dark business suits came into the bar. 

As soon as they sat down Alice walked over to me. "April, this group is yours; go to work."

I walked over to their table. As I approached them, they all looked up at me. I flashed them my best smile. "Welcome to the Goldenrod. I'm April, what can I get for you?"

One of the men seemed to be a little older and in charge. I suspected that the other three were his employees. He was sitting across the table from where I was standing. He smiled back at me and said, "April bring us four Manhattans." 

I walked over and stood next to him. I softly rubbed his back and said, "Sweetheart, we serve a man sized Manhattan at the Goldenrod. It should be just perfect for you and your friends. I'll be right back with your drinks."

As I walked away I knew that all four of them were watching me. When I was beyond the next table I accidentally dropped my order pad. As I bent over to pick it up I gave the guys at my table a nice long peek at my ass. 

I suspected that they were smart enough to realize that I did that deliberately. I was actually hoping that they would realize it. I was trying to send them a message. I wanted them to know that I was more than willing to give them a little entertainment.


When I got over to the bar I gave Ponce my drink order. He made the Manhattans and set up a tab on the computer for the guys at my table. While he was doing this, Mr. Ballantine came over. 

He sat down on a bar stool next to me. "I loved the little trick where you bent over. It was very creative."

"Thanks, I'm trying hard tonight."

"I can tell. You're doing a good job." He got up. As he left he slapped my ass. "Keep up the good work."

I got the drinks and brought them to the table. As I served them I was careful to brush against each of the guys.

I served the older gentleman last. After I set his drink down I put my arm around his shoulder. "If there is anything I can do to make your visit to the Goldenrod more pleasurable, just let me know."

My gentleman put his arm around my waist. "Thank you April, we'll remember that."

I let his hand linger on my hip for a moment and then I turned to leave. As I turned he reached into his trousers and took out his wallet. "Just a minute April."

I stopped. 

He opened his wallet, removed a five dollar bill and held it up. "We all enjoyed the show when you dropped your order pad."

I stared at him for a moment and then I smiled. "I was hoping you would." I very seductively lifted my skirt and pulled out one of the straps of my garter belt. "Would you like to put it in there?"

He took a deep breath. "Yes very much."

He very slowly slipped the bill under my garter. After he was done he let his fingers linger on the bare skin over my stocking top. Once he realized that I wasn't objecting he tried to slip his hand around to the back of my thigh. 

I playfully reached back and stopped him. "Oh my aren't we naughty." I leaned over, kissed his cheek and whispered, "That requires a little larger tip."

My gentleman pulled a ten dollar bill out of his wallet and held it up.

I smiled at him and lifted the hem of my skirt. I raised it a little higher this time. Every guy at the table got a good look at my panties and garter belt. "That will get you just a little bit further."

He carefully slipped the ten dollar bill under my garter strap and softly trailed his fingers around to the back of my thigh. He moved slowly. He was obviously enjoying the feel of my bare skin. 

When I felt him start to slide his hand up to my ass I reached back and gently grabbed his wrist. I leaned over, kissed his cheek again and whispered to him, "That takes an even bigger tip."

He laughed. "This could get expensive."

I giggled. "The finer things in life don't come cheap."

Everyone at the table started laughing. As I walked away I smiled to myself. I'd just made fifteen dollars for the tip fund and had a group of middle aged men very excited.

They had three rounds of Manhattans. Every time I delivered their drinks at least one of the guys placed a five dollar bill in my garter and enjoyed a little feel.

When they were finishing their third round of drinks I walked over. "You guys ready for another round?"

The older gentleman shook his head. "No thank you April. We have a big meeting in the morning. We can't afford to be too hung over. We're going to go into the dining room and have dinner. Can you see that our tab gets shifted over there?"

I smiled, walked over to him and put my arm around his shoulder "Certainly, I'll take care of that right away." Then I kissed his cheek. "You guys have been a fun table. I really enjoyed waiting on you tonight."

He looked at me. "April you're a fun waitress. We had a good time." He reached into his wallet, pulled out a twenty dollar bill and held it up.

As I lifted the hem of my skirt I giggled and said, "Are you sure your heart can stand this?"

He laughed and said, "if it can't it will be a wonderful way to die."

He slipped the twenty into my garter and very slowly moved his hand to the back of my thigh. He lingered there for a moment and gently caressed the soft skin at the top of my stocking. Then he slipped his hand to the inside of my thigh. His fingers were just below the crotch of my panties. I was just getting ready to stop him when he retreated. He obviously understood that he was approaching forbidden territory.




April's Story Ch. 20



Instead his hand traveled up the back of my thigh and up to my ass. Once he got to my ass he let his hand linger there for a moment. He was being an gentleman and giving me an opportunity to stop him . When I didn't stop him he started exploring. He ran his fingers along the back of my thong and traced the narrow strip of lace and elastic down into the crack of my ass. 

Both of us were new to this. I wasn't quite sure just how far I should let him go. I was also getting excited. That wasn't helping my judgment.

I could feel his fingers inside the crack of my ass. When I still didn't stop him, he got bolder and pulled my thong aside. I knew that I should be calling a halt to this, but I didn't want to. I let him keep playing. His fingers found my asshole. He started to rub me there. I gasped as I felt one of his fingers enter me. He pulled it out quickly. The fact that I still hadn't stopped him made him even bolder. He slipped his hand between my legs. His fingers were still under my thong. He started massaging my bare wet pussy. 

I didn't want to stop him, but I knew that I had to; so I reluctantly reached back, grabbed his hand and pulled it away from my crotch.

He winked at me. He knew that he'd gotten more than his money's worth.

I leaned over and kissed him. "Thanks sweetheart, I enjoyed that."

He put his arm around my waist and hugged me. "Believe me April, I enjoyed it even more than you did." 

I walked over to Ponce and handed him the twenty dollar bill. "Put this into the tip jar."

Ponce looked at the bill and raised his eyebrows. "That's a nice tip." He smiled at me. "What did you have to do to get it?"

I leaned across the bar and said, "I let the older man feel my pussy."

Ponce shook his head. "I think you gave it away too cheap."

I smiled. "I know you're right, but it felt so good. I didn't really want to make him stop."

"Honey you're going to have to learn a little self discipline if you're going to survive in this business. Everything has it's price and you can't waver from that no matter how hot the guy might be or how good he's making you feel."

I turned. Traci was standing behind me.

She smiled. "When I worked at the Black Knight, there were lots of times I was with guys that I would have dated in a minute, but I always had to remember that this was business." She paused. "What I don't understand is why the older man?"

I shrugged. "I really don't know. I guess I just got off on the fact that I was turning him on."

"Honey, you have a lot to learn."

I nodded. "You've got that right. Just over a month ago I was a virgin."

Traci shook her head. "Girl, what are you doing here?"

I giggled. "Let's just say that it's been an exciting month."

Traci turned to Ponce. "You're her boyfriend aren't you?"

Ponce nodded.

"What do you think about all of this?"

Ponce was about to answer, but I cut him off. "He has no say in the matter. Ponce is my little slave boy."

Traci stared at me for a minute and then she said, "No way!"

I grinned at her. "It's true, and I can prove it."

"How?"

"Go behind the bar."

"What do you mean?"

"Just go behind the bar and stand next to Ponce."

Traci walked behind the bar. When she was standing next to Ponce she said, "Okay what now?"

"Feel his crotch."

Traci looked at Ponce. "Are you okay with this?"

He smiled. "She's right, I have no say in the matter."

Ponce was enjoying this.

Traci shook her head. "Damn! I thought I've seen everything, but right now, I'm pretty fuckin amazed."

I giggled. "Just wait."

"What do you mean?"

"Feel his crotch."

"Okay, now I'm curious." 

She reached down and grabbed Ponce's crotch. Traci had obviously been around. She wasn't timid.

As soon as she had a good hold on Ponce's private parts she stopped. "What the fuck is this?"

I got up, walked behind the bar and stood on the other side of Ponce. I grabbed her hand and pushed it down the front of his pants.

Traci felt Ponce for a moment and then she said, "It's like there's a plastic cage on his dick?' 

"It's a male chastity cage. I keep his cock locked up. It lets me control when he has orgasms." I pointed to my ankle. "Do you see the key hanging from my anklet?"

Traci nodded. 

"That's the key that unlocks his cage."

Traci shook her head. "You just told me that one month ago you were a fuckin virgin? Now I find out that you've got your boyfriend's dick locked up in some kind of S and M cage. What the hell did you do, go to accelerated slut school?"

I laughed. "Now that you mention it, I guess I did." 

Traci and I walked back around to the other side of the bar.

There was only one group in the cocktail lounge. It was five men in their thirties. Cindy was taking care of them.

Traci, Ponce and I were huddled together at one end of the bar. Danny and the other bartenders were at the other end of the bar making drinks for the customers in the dining room.

As we watched Cindy work, Traci turned to Ponce and me. "April, you really should think about working an evening or two at the Black Knight."

I shook my head. "Working as a waitress five evenings a week is plenty for me."

Traci laughed. "Honey I'm not suggesting that you go there to waitress. I think you should go there to dance."

"What?"

"Sure sweetheart, why not? You're young, you're cute and you have a nice figure." She shrugged, "Your titties could be a little bigger, but there are lots of guys who love girls with small titties." She paused and smiled at me. "April, you have a great ass. The guys at the Black Knight would love it." She turned to Ponce. "I'll bet your little slave boy here loves to lick it."

I laughed. "How did you know that?"

"Honey you would be surprised at the number of guys that love licking a girls asshole."

I looked at Traci. "I want to hear more. Why do you think I should start dancing at the Black Knight."

Traci shook her head. "First of all, the money is great."

"We're going to make good money here."

"Not like the money you could make at the Knight."

"What do you mean?"

"April a good night's work at the black Knight can net a girl as young and pretty as you as much as two thousand dollars."

"How much?"

"You heard me." She shrugged. "Of course you have to be willing to do a few extras to make that kind of money."

"Like what, you mean lap dances?"

"Everyone does those. No, what I mean is that you might have to give an occasional blow job in the VIP room."

I looked at Ponce. I had a devilish grin on my face. "Baby I just had a wicked thought. Imagine yourself sitting in the Black Knight with your dick locked in your cage. I make you sit at a table all by yourself while I dance naked for other men?" 

I stared into Ponce's eyes. "As I finish my dance I notice a very distinguished business man staring at me. He is very handsome and he's dressed in a custom tailored suit. When I leave the stage I put my panties and bra back on and walk directly to his table. All of my attention is focused on him. I am totally ignoring you."

Ponce took a deep breath. My little fantasy was obviously getting him excited.

"I ask him if I can sit down. He casually nods towards the chair next to him. You are very aware of the fact that I just danced naked for him. You know that he's really turned on. I sit down and pull my chair up next to his. You watch with envy as I press my nearly naked body against him.

"For a little while we flirt with each other. Your envy grows as you watch me fawn over him and laugh at his little jokes. 

"While were flirting you notice that he casually puts his hand on my leg. You hope that I push it away, but I don't. He becomes bolder. He's a real man, not a little wimp like you. When he sees something he wants, he takes it.

"He starts massaging my thigh. As he fondles me, his hand disappears between my legs. From your angle it's hard to see what he's doing, but it looks like he might be fondling my pussy."

I looked at Ponce. He was mesmerized. I continued my story. 

"We put our heads close together. You see him whispering into my ear. After a moment I nod in agreement. We stand up. You watch me take his hand and lead him to the VIP room. Your envy becomes almost unbearable as we go inside and close the door behind us.

"After were gone, you sit alone at your table and try to imagine what that handsome man and I are doing on the other side of the door."

I took a deep breath. I was very aroused. I looked at Ponce. "Did you enjoy that baby?"

He laughed. "I can't wait until you take my cage off tonight."

I giggled. "You're going to have to watch Danny fuck me first and then I think I might make you lick my asshole for a while."

Traci looked at both of us. "Shit you guys are really kinky; I'm soaking wet right now. You have to let me party with the two of you."

I smiled at Traci. "We would love that. Ponce is becoming very skilled with his tongue. I'm sure you would enjoy him."

Traci studied Ponce. After a moment she leaned across the bar and said, "Sweetheart I can't wait to feel your tongue in my ass." 



April's Story Ch. 21



Note: This story is the twenty-first episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



The cocktail lounge was empty. The men at Cindy's table had just moved into the restaurant to have dinner. Ponce, Traci and I were still chatting quietly at one end of the bar.

Suddenly Traci's attention shifted to the front door. "Oh my goodness, look whose coming into the Goldenrod."

I turned. A group of eight people were standing in the door to the cocktail lounge. There were four middle aged black men and four white women. Big Reggie Diamond stood at the center of the group. Staci, the woman I talked with the night of the basketball game at the Tomb was standing next to him.

Percy Ballantine came in from the dining room. He walked right up to Mr. Diamond and extended his hand. "Reggie, welcome to the Goldenrod."

Big Reggie smiled and shook his hand. "Percy, the place looks great."

"Thank you, we've worked hard." Mr. Ballantine turned to Traci and me. "Girls, push two tables together for our guests."

Traci and I quickly pushed two tables together and arranged the chairs. As soon as we were done Percy gestured to the tables and said, "Everyone, please sit down."

As they were sitting he turned back to Traci and me. "I expect you to give this group VIP treatment. Is that understood?"

I nodded. "Absolutely Mr. Ballantine."

Mr. Ballantine turned back to Big Reggie. "Reggie I have to get back to the dining room. Sit here and have a cocktail or two. When you're ready come into the dining room. We'll have a table waiting for you."

Reggie smiled at Mr. Ballantine. "Thank you Percy, your hospitality is most appreciated."

My boss nodded and started walking towards the dining room door. When he was halfway there he stopped and turned back towards us. "April and Traci, tonight everything is on the house for Mr. Diamond and his group."

Traci smiled. "Very good Mr. Ballantine, we understand. April and I will take care of everything."

Big Reggie waited while the rest of his group was seated. While he was waiting he saw George Thomas behind the bar. 

He waved and said, "Hey George, how do you like your new job."

"I like it a lot Mr. Diamond. The hours make it much easier for me to spend time with my family. Thank you for setting this up for me."

"You're welcome George, although I have to say that we miss you at the Knight."

"It's very kind of you to say that sir. I miss the people at the Knight."

Big Reggie sat down. As soon as he was seated Traci approached him and said, "Hello Mr. Diamond."

Big Reggie looked up at Traci and smiled. "Well hello Traci, I didn't realize you were working here. I thought you went professional after you retired from the Knight?"

"I did sir, but I like the security of a regular job. When Mr. Ballantine offered me a position here I jumped at it. Between my time at the Knight and my time as a professional I'm pretty secure financially." She shrugged. "I don't really need to work, I just enjoy the structure that comes with having a regular job. I'm not completely retired either. I still have a few clients that I see on an occasional basis, but not very many."

Big Reggie nodded. "I understand." He smiled, "Percy was lucky to get you. You're exactly what he was looking for."

"I think we have a good group of girls working in the lounge. It's going to be fun." She looked at everyone, "How about some cocktails."

Traci and I quickly took drink orders for the entire table. As soon as we got back to the bar we gave the orders to Ponce and Danny. 

While we were waiting for the drinks I turned to Traci. "What did Mr. Diamond mean when he said you retired from the Knight?"

"Mr. Diamond likes dancers who are young. The mandatory retirement age at the Knight is thirty."

"What did he mean when he said you went professional?"

Traci laughed. "April you crack me up. It means I was an escort."

"A prostitute?"

Traci laughed some more. "That's not exactly my favorite term, but yes that's what an escort is."

"And you still see some guys?"

Traci nodded her head. "Yes April, I still see about a dozen men."

"How much do you charge?"

"You really are fascinated with this aren't you."

I smiled. "I'm sorry, it's just that I've never met an escort before."

Traci grinned. "April, five minutes ago you didn't know what an escort was."

"You're right. I guess I'm just really naive."

Traci gave me a hug. "April, you're also very nice. I'm beginning to like you a whole lot."

I blushed. "I like you to Traci. I hope we can become good friends. Now how much do you charge?"

Traci shook her head and started laughing again. "Three hundred dollars an hour."

"Get out!"

Traci smiled. "No, that's what I charge."

"How many guys did you see in a day when you were working full time?"

"Between six and ten, eight was pretty common."

I thought for a moment. "Traci you were making $2400 a day."

She nodded. "Yes, escorting is a pretty lucrative business." She shrugged. "There are expenses. You have to have some money set aside in case you get arrested."

"Did you ever get arrested?"

"No so far I've been lucky."

"What other expenses are there?"

"I only did incall."

"What does that mean?"

"It means the that the guys always come to my place?"

"Your apartment?"

"No I get a room at the Calvert Hotel."

"That's an expensive hotel."

"If you want high class customers, you go to a high class hotel."

Ponce was putting the last drinks onto our trays. I had time for one more question."

"Did you like being an escort?"

Traci smiled. "Yes April, I really did. I still like it. That's why I continue to maintain a few clients."

"What do you like about it?"

Traci grinned at me. "April, I love to fuck. I always have. Getting paid for it is a wonderful bonus."

I looked at Traci. "I love to fuck."

Traci put her hand on my shoulder. "Honey slow down. Why don't you try nude dancing first. Find out if you enjoy giving fifty year old men lap dances before you start giving them blow jobs and letting them fuck you."

"I gave Mr. Ballantine a blow job in his office last week."

Traci stared at me. After a moment she started laughing. "April, you continue to amaze me."

"April and Traci, the drinks are ready. You'd better get them over to the table." It was Ponce. My baby was getting us back on track. 

We carried the drinks to Mr. Diamond's table on two trays. Both Traci and I were novice waitresses. As we gained experience, eight drinks on one tray would become child's play. On our first night it was a challenge.

When I served Mr. Diamond's girlfriend Staci her drink she looked at me and said, "I've met you before." she thought for a moment. "Did you used to work for my husband?"

Mr. Diamond was talking to the man next to him. When he heard Staci mention her husband he turned and looked at us. "What's this about Georgie Porgie?"

"Reg, I know this girl. I never forget a face. I was just wondering if she used to work for my husband."

Mr. Diamond looked at me. "She sure is a cutie. Honey, do you know Staci?" Suddenly he stopped. "I know you to."

He turned to Staci. "We must have been together when we saw her."

Staci studied me. After a moment she stopped and started to smile. "I know, it was several weeks ago at the Tomb. She was that girl on the team that beat the North Side Boyz."

Mr. Diamond stared at me for almost a minute and then he smiled and turned to Staci. "I do believe that you're correct."

He waved his hand at me. "Come here."

I walked over to Mr. Diamond.

He reached out and gently held my wrist. It wasn't a threatening gesture. It seemed to be his way of making contact with me.

"Sweetheart, tell me your name."

"April"

Mr. Diamond smiled at me. "That's a pretty name."

"Thank you sir."

"April, are we right? Did you play basketball at the Tomb several weeks ago?"

I smiled. "Yes sir I did."

Mr. Diamond broke out into a rolling laugh. He turned to his companions. "This is the little vixen that cost everyone so much money a couple of weeks ago." 

He turned back to me. "Your group left with a lot of cash. I'm kind of surprised that you got out of there with your lives."

I smiled at him. "We almost didn't. Someone shot at us as we were driving away."

Mr. Diamond's face got very serious. "Really, I didn't hear about that. Was anyone hurt?"

"No the only damage was some bullet holes in the back window of the car."

Mr. Diamond shook his head. "That was a very exciting night for you wasn't it?"

I nodded. "Yes sir it was."

"When are you going to come back and play some more basketball for us? As I remember, you were very good. All of us enjoyed watching you play."

I smiled. "I think I had enough excitement during my last visit to keep me happy for a very long time."

Mr. Diamond shook his head. "I understand. It's too bad though, I would love to be involved in betting coup like the one your group pulled off that night. That Jamal Wright is one smart cookie."

He stopped for a moment and looked at me. His expression suddenly changed. It seemed as if this was the first time he noticed my outfit. Of course that may have actually been the case. Mr. Diamond ran a strip club. He was constantly surrounded by scantily dressed young women.

He started to smile. Mr. Diamond was now clearly looking at me from a different perspective.

"My my, you certainly have grown up since we last saw you."

He turned to his girlfriend. "Look at her Staci. Isn't she a sexy little number."

Staci nodded. "It looks to me like she's ready to play, but the game isn't basketball anymore."

Mr. Diamond was still holding onto my wrist, but his grip was much firmer now. I suddenly sensed his dominance. Reggie Diamond was a true alpha male.

"Come here April." He pulled me to him. I didn't resist. I didn't want to resist.

He put his arm around my waist and let his hand slip to my ass.

As he lifted the back of my skirt I realized that Mr. Diamond's party was the only group in the bar. Big Reggie and I were the focus of attention and everyone in the lounge was watching us.

Mr. Diamond started massaging my ass with his huge hand. "April, I would love to have you come down to my club for an audition. A cute young thing like you could make a lot of money dancing at the Knight."

"Reggie are you trying to steal my hottest waitress?" It was Percy Ballantine. He was walking straight towards us.

Big Reggie turned to Mr. Ballantine and laughed. "Percy you know I would never do that, but I don't believe that you make her work every night of the week. She could dance at the club on her nights off."

"Reggie, she's a college student. She needs time to study."

Mr. Diamond looked at me. "Is that true April? Do you need to spend all of your spare time studying?"

"I could dance at your club on Saturday nights." I just kind of blurted it out. As soon as I realized what I'd said, I got very nervous. Part of me wanted to try dancing at the Black Knight and part of me was terrified by the idea.

I looked over at Ponce and Danny. They were both staring at me in total shock.

Mr. Diamond grinned at me. "That would be wonderful." He turned to Mr. Ballantine. "Percy are you okay with that?"

Mr. Ballantine shrugged. "What she does on her nights off is her own business." He smiled. "It might even be good for business here. We can quietly let some of our customers know that the little blond waitress is a stripper in her spare time."

Mr. Diamond nodded. "I agree with that thinking Percy. I am going to be sure that the word gets around to the customers at the club that our new dancer is a college student. Guys love seeing coeds dance."

Big Reggie turned to Staci. "Tell your husband that you have a date with me Saturday night. You don't want to miss April's debut at the club." He patted my ass. "I believe that our sweet little college student is going to become a star at the Black Knight."

Staci laughed. "Maybe I'll bring Georgie Porgie along. I'll put his collar and leash on him and make him strip to his panties. We can tie him to the leg of the makeup table in the dancers dressing room like we did last time."

Mr. Diamond roared with laughter. "Staci honey, you are evil."

Mr. Ballantine called for another round of drinks for Big Reggie's table.

Ponce and Danny were waiting for me when Traci and I got back over to the bar.

I looked at both of them and cried, "What have I done?"

Ponce laughed. "It appears to me that you just agreed to become a nude dancer in the most notorious strip club in the city."

I frowned at him. "Try not to sugar coat it like that."

He laughed. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be okay. Danny and I will give you cab fare so you can get home when you're done dancing."

I leaned across the bar and playfully grabbed Ponce's shirt. "You are going with me Buster."

He smiled. "Yes, I will be going with you. So will Danny, Darbs, Jamal, Jake, Tony and Adam. We'll bring big Julius if we can, but I'm not sure that Cynthia will let him go to a strip club." He took my hand and held it. "We will guard you, we will cheer for you and we will make sure that you get home safely."

"Really?"

"Yes. Really."

I was just starting to relax when I thought of another problem. "Everyone at Kelroy is going to find out. They're going to think I'm a slut."

Danny laughed. "April, everyone at Kelroy already thinks you're a slut."

I smiled. "You're right. I don't know what I was thinking about."

Traci put her hand on my shoulder. "April you have nothing to worry about." She looked at Danny and Ponce. "Did she really play in a basketball game at the Tomb?"

Danny nodded. "Yes, all three of us did."

Traci shook her head. "April honey, compared to the Tomb, the Black Knight is a nursery school. The security at the Black Knight is tighter than the security at the White House."

Traci looked at Danny and Ponce. "Will all those guys really be there Saturday night?"

Ponce nodded. "Yes, April is their friend. When we tell them she that needs them every one of them will be there."

Traci gazed at me. I could almost see a look of envy in her eyes. "April you are one very lucky girl."

I smiled at her. "I know." 

Traci and I were barely acknowledged when we brought the next round of drinks to Mr. Diamond's table. It was clear that for the time being, they were done with us. 

After about ten minutes Mr. Diamond stood up. "It's already 9:30. We have to be at the Tomb by 11:00. Let's go into the dining room and have dinner.

Once they were gone Mr. Ballantine came into the cocktail lounge. He looked at Danny, Ponce, two of the other bartenders and Traci and me. "It's going to be very quiet for the rest of the night. The six of you can go home. The weekend crew can handle things until we close."

Mr. Ballantine went back to the dining room. After he left I turned to Traci. "Were done early, would you like to come back to the apartment with Ponce, Danny and me?"

Traci looked at me and smiled. "Do I get to play with your big pussy boy?"

I nodded. "Yes, but I think we should leave his cock cage on him while we play. We wouldn't want him to have any nasty little accidents."

Traci laughed. "April you surprise me. You have a little sadistic streak don't you?"

I giggled. "I'm not so sure that it's all that little."

Traci nodded. "Girl, I think we have a lot in common." She stopped. "If we play, I'm going to need some serious cock before the night is over.

I pointed to Danny. "He can give both of us as much cock as we want tonight."

Traci leaned over and whispered into my ear. "I'd also like to have a little pussy."

I stopped and stared at her. This was something I'd never even thought about. I looked at Traci and started to get excited. 

She smiled at me. "When we get to your apartment maybe the two of us can put on a little show for your boys."

I glanced over at Ponce and Danny. Their attention was focused on the Monday night football game. They were completely unaware of what Traci and I were discussing. As I watched them I smiled to myself. Putting on a lesbian sex show with Traci would be the nicest surprise that I could ever give to my two wonderful boys. 

I turned to Traci. "I love that idea. I'm going to go change my clothes."

Traci put up her hand to stop me. "No April, you look really hot. Go get your other clothes, but don't change. Believe me, these outfits will make our little show much more exciting for your two boys." 

I had to go through the dining room to get my clothes from Mr. Ballantine's office. As I passed by Mr. Diamonds table, Staci got up and walked over to me. 

"April are you serious about dancing at the Knight next Saturday evening?"

I realized that she was giving me a chance to back out. I thought for a moment and then I took a deep breath. "Yes, I'm serious."

Staci smiled. "Good, I'd hoped you were. April, what's your full name?"

"April Marie Hansen."

Well April Marie Hansen, be at the Knight by 6:00. Give the bouncers at the door your name. They'll be expecting you. They'll let you in without making you pay the ten dollar cover charge."

Suddenly I got worried. Some of the guys couldn't afford to spend ten dollars in a strip club.

I looked at Staci. "I'm bringing eight guys with me. Could you let them in to?"

Staci shook her head. "April I know that Mr. Diamond would never agree to that." She paused. "But we could do this. I'll arrange to have their cover charges taken out of the money you earn Saturday night."

"Will I earn eighty dollars?"

"Will you do lap dances?"

"Yes, of course I will."

Staci smiled. "April honey, Saturday night you're going to earn a lot more than eighty dollars."

"Okay, what do I need to bring?"

"First of all, take a really good bath before you come to the club. The most intimate parts of your body are going to be on full display to lots of guys. You want to make sure you're clean."

I nodded. "I can do that. I'll make Ponce give me a bath. He'll make sure I'm nice and clean."

Staci looked at me. "What did you just say?"

I was feeling adventurous. I decided to be very open. I smiled at Staci. "That big guy behind the bar is my slave."

Staci laughed. "April you are absolutely filled with surprises. I'll want to hear a lot more about this Saturday night but right now we have to stay on task."

She thought for a moment. "You'll need a costume." She looked at me. "The outfit you're wearing will work just fine."

I shook my head. "Mr. Ballantine gave me the money to buy these clothes. I'm supposed to wear them to work here in his restaurant. What if they get damaged Saturday night?"

Staci laughed. "April, you're going to make enough money Saturday night to buy lots of outfits.

Staci thought a little more. "Bring your own makeup. You're going to need to touch up your face several times during the evening."

She paused. "I can't really think of anything else. Don't leave any valuables in the dancer's dressing room." She started laughing. "I guess that won't really be a problem on Saturday night. My husband is going to be in there all evening." She couldn't stop laughing. "You should feel free to torment him all you want while you're getting ready to dance."

She reached out and touched my arm. "Honey I'll see you Saturday night. When you get to the club, ask for me. I'm Staci.

Staci turned and went back to her table. She was still laughing when she sat down.




April's Story Ch. 21



Mr. Diamond looked at her and asked, "What's so funny?'

Staci leaned over and whispered into his ear. After a moment he threw his head back and started to roar with laughter." 

I got my clothes from Mr. Ballantine's office and walked straight back to the cocktail lounge. Ponce and Danny were still watching football. Traci was sitting at the bar. 

I walked over to Traci. "Are you ready to go?"

She smiled. "I am, but I'm not sure what's going on with your two football fanatics over there."

I laughed and walked around to their side of the bar. Once I was standing next to them I turned to Traci. "You can't be subtle with these two numbskulls."

I slapped both of them across the back of their heads. They turned around in tandem.

Ponce looked at me as he rubbed the back of his head. "Hey that hurt."

"You deserved it pussy boy. You have two gorgeous women waiting to go home with you and you two lunkheads are sitting here watching football."

Danny looked at me and said, "Oh yeah, two gorgeous women, cool where are they?"

I walked over to Danny, reached down and massaged his crotch. "Be careful studman. I might just decide that I'm morally opposed to giving blow jobs."

Danny smiled and said, "whoops." He looked at Traci and then at me. "How can I be of service to you two lovely ladies."

Traci stood up. She was trying hard to keep from laughing. "You can ride in my car and show me the way to your apartment."

Danny flashed her his best boyish grin. "I can do that." He walked around to our side of the bar and held out his arm. "Beautiful Princess, I am your humble servant waiting to escort you to your royal carriage."

Traci burst out laughing. "April, where did you find this one."

I giggled. "Both of them were prizes in a box of Cracker Jacks."

Danny turned to me but before he could say anything Traci grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards the door. "Come on studman, you and I are going to go have some serious fun tonight."

As Traci was dragging Danny to the door he looked back at Ponce and me "Did you both hear that? She called me studman."

Traci laughed. "Don't let it go to your head. It was a slip of the tongue."

As they disappeared out the door Ponce said, "I think Traci likes Danny."

I laughed. "It's pretty hard not to like him."

Ponce nodded. "You're right, meeting Danny is the second best thing that's ever happened to me."

I looked at Ponce. "Baby, what's the best thing that ever happened to you?"

He grinned. "Meeting you."

I gazed at Ponce for a moment. Finally I said, "Baby I love you so much."

Ponce wrapped his huge arms around my shoulders and gave me a hug. "I love you to April."

I put my arms around Ponce's waist and hugged him back. For a moment we just stood still and enjoyed each others embrace. 

Finally I said, "Come on baby; Traci and I have a wonderful surprise for you."

Ponce let go of me and said, "What is it?"

I giggled. "It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you." I grabbed his hand. "Let's go home."



April's Story Ch. 22



Note: This story is the twenty-second episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.




Traci and Danny still hadn't arrived when Ponce and I got to the apartment, 

Ponce looked at me. "What do you think happened to them? They left at least five minutes before us."

I shrugged, "I don't know." I smiled at Ponce. "What I do know is that we have the apartment to ourselves for a few minutes. Get your clothes off slave boy. You're going to give me a bath."

I relaxed on the bed while Ponce started running water into the tub and took off his clothes. Once the tub was full he came into our bedroom and stood in front of me. He was naked except for his cock cage.

"April, would you please take my chastity cage off."

I shook my head and smiled. "Sorry cuckboy, the cage stays on. Tonight you're going to be our slave. Traci and I are going to be naked for most of the night. I think it's appropriate that your cock is under our control.

Ponce hung his head. He was obviously disappointed.

I got up and put my arms around him. "Baby, Traci is even more dominant than I am. This is a great opportunity for you. You aren't going to have very many chances to spend the night serving two dominant women. 

He smiled. "I know, but Danny's going to get to do a lot of fucking. I'm feeling a little envious right now."

I grabbed his nipple and twisted it. He grimaced from the pain. "Don't forget your place. You're my little cuckold slave boy. You should envy my stud."

I released Ponce's nipple and kissed his cheek. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get to have several nice orgasms before the night is over. I also know that Traci wants to spend a lot of time playing with you tonight." 

I changed the tone of my voice. It became very stern. "Understand this very clearly cuckboy, Danny is the only one who's going to be doing any fucking tonight and your cage stays on until Traci and I decide it's time for it to come off."

Ponce quietly said, "Okay."

"Okay? Where are your manners. That's not a proper way for a slave to address his Mistress. Try again."

"Okay Mistress April."

"Okay? Would Helen tolerate sloppy language like that?"

"No Mistress."

"Well try again."

Ponce bowed. "Yes Mistress April."

I smiled. "That's much better slave boy. Remember, I expect you to show proper respect to your superiors tonight. We are to be addressed as Mistress April, Mistress Traci and Master Daniel. Do not forget that! I will not tolerate anything less and I guarantee that you will be severely punished if you dare to embarrass me with insolent behavior in front of our guest. The horsewhip that Mistress Helen gave me is sitting right over there on my dresser. I promise you that I will not hesitate to use it tonight."

Ponce smiled at me. "Mistress Helen is a good teacher and you're a good student. You learned very quickly."

I giggled. "That was pretty good wasn't it."

Ponce nodded. "It was excellent. Helen would be proud of you." 

Ponce walked over and hugged me. "Mistress April you're right, this is going to be a fun evening and my chastity cage should stay on."

I kissed his cheek. "Ponce honey, I am going to do everything I can to see that you have the time of your life tonight. Now undress me. It's time for you to give me my bath." I stopped for a moment. "By the way, I think this is a good night for you to be wearing your dog collar. It really goes very nicely with your chastity cage."

I love being dominant. I know that Ponce loves being submissive every bit as much as I love being dominant, but I don't really understand why. It seems to me that I get all of the benefits.

Being bathed is one of those benefits. Lying in a tub of hot water and scented soap while another person gently washes your body is an indescribable pleasure. Ponce was a wonderful body slave. He fully understood how to use a soft and gentle touch to give me pleasure. When he washed me he was really giving me a full body massage.

By the time he finished bathing me my muscles were jelly. I could have stayed in that wonderful warm water all night, but I knew that Danny and Traci would be here shortly, so I forced myself to get out of the bathtub.

As soon as I stepped out of the tub, Ponce was waiting with a large terry cloth bath towel. 

Once I was dry I turned to him. "Let's go into the living room. You can lick my pussy while we wait for Traci and Danny to get here."

I was just getting settled on the couch when I heard laughter outside the apartment door. Ponce was on his knees between my legs. He was just about to start licking my pussy when the apartment door opened and in walked Danny and Traci. Danny was carrying a case of imported beer. Traci was holding two bottles of champagne.

Traci saw Ponce kneeling at my feet and raised her eyebrows. "Oh my, Danny I think we got here just in time."

I looked down at Ponce. "Slave take the beer and champagne from Master Daniel and Mistress Traci and put it into the refrigerator. Open one bottle of champagne. Bring Master Daniel a bottle of beer and bring Mistress Traci and me a glass of champagne. You have my permission to keep a bottle of beer in the kitchen, but do not dare to insult us by drinking it in our presence."

Ponce jumped up. Traci handed him the champagne and Danny gave him the case of beer. He took everything into the kitchen. He was gone for several minutes. When he returned he was carrying a tray with two glasses of champagne and an open bottle of beer on it.

Traci was sitting on the couch next to me. As Ponce set our champagne on the coffee table I turned to her. "Ponce just finished giving me a bath. It was wonderful. Would you like one?

Traci looked at me. "You're being serious aren't you."

"Absolutely, he has a very gentle touch. It's almost like getting a massage. I highly recommend it."

Traci giggled. "I would love a bath."

I turned to Ponce. "Go draw a bath for Mistress Traci. Undress her while the water is running and put her clothes in our bedroom."

Ponce bowed. "Yes Mistress April." He turned and went into the bathroom."

Traci looked at me. "Ponce really is your slave."

I nodded. "Yes he is."

"April, that is so hot."

Ponce returned to the living room. "Mistress Traci, your bath is running. May I be allowed to undress you?"

Traci stood up. "Yes Ponce you have my permission to remove my clothing."

Ponce undressed Traci. Every time he removed an article of clothing he carefully folded it and place it on the end table.

Once she was naked Ponce said, "Mistress I am certain that your tub is ready." He held out his hand. "If you will come with me, I will give you your bath."

Traci took Ponce's hand. As he led her into the bathroom she looked back at me. "April, this is fucking wonderful." 

After Traci and Ponce disappeared into the bathroom Danny turned to me. "Ponce has all the luck." 

I looked at Danny. "What do you mean?"

"He's in the bathroom giving a bath to a gorgeous naked woman."

I laughed. "Honey before you got here Ponce spent ten minutes telling me how envious he was of you."

What do you mean?

"You're going to get to fuck both Traci and me tonight. Ponce isn't going to get to do any fucking at all.

Danny shook his head. "When you put it like that, I guess I am the lucky one." He stopped and thought for a moment. "Now it really doesn't seem fair to Ponce."

I shrugged. "Those are the rules of the game. Ponce wants to be submissive, He wants to be controlled. He gets excited by being denied the pleasures that I freely give you. He's going to spend the night with his cock locked in his cage. You're going to spend the night with your cock in our pussies."

I sat down on the couch and pulled Danny down next to me. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and took his cock out. He was still limp.

I started to gently play with his soft penis. "Ponce doesn't want it to be fair. He likes being a slave. When we play our game he likes it when were mean to him."

Danny's cock was quickly growing.

"Want to hear a secret. Ponce knows this, now I am going to tell you. When we play our games, I'm starting to really like being mean to him. It gets me very excited."

I looked down at Danny's cock. It was sticking straight up. 

"It looks like it also gets you excited. I want you to let yourself go tonight. Let's be really mean to him. Traci will do it. She's even more sadistic than I am."

I let go of Danny's cock and pulled his hand to my crotch. "Feel how wet I am. Just thinking about these games turns me on."

I looked at Danny. "I just promised Ponce the night of his life. I love him. I want to give it to him. But the fact is, you and I can enjoy it just as much as he does. All we have to do is let ourselves go and give in to our desires."

"What should I do?"

"Ponce is our slave tonight. Treat him like that. At the end of the evening we can both make it up to him. We'll both be very nice to him when the game is over, but during the game he is going to be our slave."

Danny took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm in."

I smiled at Danny, leaned over and put his rigid cock in my mouth. 

Danny was very aroused. It only took a minute before I felt his body start to tighten. I took his cock out of my mouth, aimed the head at my tits and started pumping it. 

The first spurt of semen hit my neck. I kept pumping Danny's cock. He gave me two more good spurts of cum before the pressure gradually eased. Both spurts hit my breasts. I kept milking him and watched as the last of his semen oozed from the little mouth in the head of his slowly softening cock.

"Well that was an impressive show."

I looked up. Traci was standing in the door to our bedroom. Ponce was on his hands and knees next to her. Traci was holding his leash. It was attached to his dog collar. 

She laughed and held up the leash. "I found this on your dresser. It seemed to match the collar he was wearing. I decided that it might be fun to try it out.

"I‘m glad you did. It will help him remember his place. " I looked down at my cum covered breasts. "Traci, bring our slave over here. He has a little cleanup work to do." I smiled. "He's very well trained. You can tell him to heel, crawl and sit." I laughed. "He also knows some tricks. You can make him sit up or roll over."

Traci shook her head. "April you are fucking amazing." She turned to Ponce and tugged on his leash. "Ponce crawl."

Ponce obediently crawled across the living room floor. Traci walked next to him."

As they walked over to me I turned to Danny. "Sweetheart, why don't you take your clothes off and sit in that chair over there. Traci is going to sit next to me for a little while. We have a nice surprise for the two of you."

Danny got up and went over to his chair. Traci sat down next to me. 

Once she was seated I said, "Mistress Traci, our lover left a mess on my breasts. I think our slave should lick it all up."

Traci looked at me. "Will he do that?"

I smiled. "Just watch." 

I reached over and took Ponce's leash from Traci. "Come here pussy boy. Master Daniel left a little present for you." I gave his leash a good hard tug and pulled Ponce over to my breasts. "See all that nice cum on my tits. That's a little snack for you pussy boy, start licking."

When Ponce started to lick up Danny's cum Traci shook her head. "April, that's hottest thing I've ever seen."

I giggled. He actually prefers it when I serve it to him on my toes, but we can do that next."

Traci gasped. "Can I be the one who does that." 

Ponce licked all of Danny's cum off of my tits. As soon as he was finished I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head up so that I could stare into his eyes.

"Did you enjoy that cuckboy. Did Master Daniel's semen taste good? I hope so, because you're going to be licking up a lot of it this evening. Master Daniel has two women to satisfy. He's going to be doing a lot of fucking tonight."

I looked at Danny. "Master Daniel, are you ready for a lot of fucking tonight?"

Danny laughed. "I sure am. I love to fuck. It's my favorite thing."

I turned back to Ponce. "Pussyboy, do you like to fuck?"

Ponce nodded. "Yes Mistress April."

I smiled at him. "I'll bet you do. Fucking is wonderful."

I leaned forward and touched his cock cage. "Oh my what's this? You have a cage on your penis." I shook my head. "That's really sad. It doesn't even look like you can get an erection when you're wearing this."

I started to giggle. "Oh baby, I am so very sorry. It looks to me like you won't be able to do any fucking at all tonight."

Traci leaned forward. "Pussyboy do you see that chain around Mistress April's ankle?"

Ponce nodded.

"There's something hanging from that chain. What is it?"

Ponce just stared at her.

Suddenly Traci slapped Ponce hard across his face. "Answer me Pussyboy! What's hanging from the chain on Mistress April's ankle."

"A key Mistress Traci."

"Really, a key? How interesting. Pussyboy, what do you think that key unlocks."

"My cock cage."

"So Mistress April could free your cock if she wanted to, couldn't she?"

"Yes Mistress Traci."

"Why doesn't she?"

"Because I'm a slave. Slave's aren't allowed to fuck."

Traci smiled. "Very good pussyboy. You've earned a reward. You get to lick my toes."

Ponce picked up Traci's right foot. "Thank you Mistress."

As soon as Ponce started to lick Traci's toes she reached over, put her arm around my neck and pulled me to her. I took a deep breath and kissed her. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and we started to French kiss. 

While Traci and I were kissing, I stole a quick glance at my boys. Danny was lying back in his chair watching. Ponce was still holding Traci's foot but he'd stopped licking her toes. His attention was focused on us.

I smiled at my baby. "Ponce honey go sit in the other chair. This little show is for both of you. I want you to be able to watch in comfort."

I felt Traci's hand on the inside of my thigh. I spread my legs apart. Traci immediately started to massage my pussy. When she pushed a finger into my cunt I heard Danny say, "Holy shit".

I reached over and slipped my hand between Traci's legs. It was the first time that I'd ever touched another girls pussy. A month ago I would have been grossed out by the thought of finger fucking a girl. Now I found it wildly exciting.

For the next few minutes Traci and I kissed and fondled each other. I was enjoying myself. Traci's body was soft and smooth. It wasn't better than being with a boy, but it was different and it was nice.

Traci broke off our kiss, pushed me back on the couch and climbed on top of me. I looked up. Her cunt was directly over my face. She lay down on me and pressed herself against my lips. I pushed my tongue into her wet pussy and started giggling. I felt like I was Alice in Sex Wonderland. I kept moving from one sexual adventure to another one.

Suddenly a bolt of pleasure shot through me. Traci was licking my pussy. I quickly realized that we were in a sixty-nine position.

I wrapped my arms around Traci's hips and pulled her cunt into my face. I quickly found her clit and started sucking on it. Traci wiggled her butt, she was telling me that she liked what I was doing.

We pleasured each other for several minutes. Finally Traci rolled off of me and sat up. Her face glistened with my love dew.

She looked at all three of us and smiled. "That was wonderful, but now I need some cock."

I looked over at the boys. Both of them had silly grins on their faces.

Danny's cock was sticking straight up in the air. He was ready for more sex.

Traci smiled at Danny and wiggled her finger. "Come here Studman. I have a nice warm place to put that gorgeous erection of yours."

I got up and gave Traci the couch. She lay back and spread her legs. Danny got on top of her. I heard her gasp as he pushed his stiff cock into her cunt.

I walked over to Ponce, stood in front of him and looked down. His cock was confined in his cage. There was absolutely no room for it to grow. For a moment I felt bad about keeping him locked up and then the sadist in me took over. I straddled Ponce's hips and sat down. My bare cunt was pressed against his caged cock. I put my arms around his neck and started rocking back and forth on his imprisoned penis. The plastic cage felt a little uncomfortable as it rubbed against my pussy, but I didn't care. My sadistic streak was controlling me. I wanted to torment my masochistic baby. 

Behind me I could hear Danny fucking Traci.

"Do you hear that cuckboy. Danny's getting laid. It sounds like he's having a wonderful time." I paused for a moment and then I continued. "I'll bet you wish you were fucking me right now. Can you feel my cunt through your cock cage? Your cock is so very close to being inside me." I started to laugh. "But it isn't inside me is it? 

Ponce didn't say anything.

I slapped his face. "Answer me! It isn't inside me is it"

"No Mistress April, it isn't."

"Why not wimpboy! Why isn't your cock inside me?"

"Because it's locked in a cage Mistress."

"Why is it locked in a cage wimpboy."

"Because I'm a slave. I'm not allowed to fuck women. Only men get to fuck women."

I smiled, "Very good cuckboy. Your obedience deserves a reward."

I slipped down between Ponce's legs, lifted his chastity cage and started to lick his balls. After a moment I looked up at him and asked. "Does this feel good baby?"

Ponce looked down at me. He didn't say anything. I was hoping that this was pure torture for him. The expression on his face told me that it was.

Behind me I heard Traci cry with pleasure. Ponce and I both turned and started watching. Traci was having an orgasm. Danny was a good stud. He ignored her cries of ecstasy and kept fucking her. Traci bucked and shook for several minutes. Danny kept fucking her. Finally she started to relax. Danny didn't care, he still just kept fucking her.

Suddenly I heard Danny's breathing speed up. It was a sound I've heard many times before. I knew him well, He was about to start ejaculating.

I got up and sat next to Ponce in his chair. "It looks like Master Daniel is about to cum." I leaned over and whispered into his ear. "I'll bet he leaves a big mess."

We both watched Danny. He pulled his cock out of Traci's cunt, stood up, moved down to her feet and started stroking himself. His cock was pointed at Traci's toes. Suddenly a huge spurt of cum shot from the tip of Danny's cock. It hit Traci's right foot and covered her toes with a coating of gooey semen. Danny kept masturbating. Two more large spurts of cum shot from his penis. Both of them landed on Traci's toes.

Once he was done, Danny sat down on the end of the couch. We watched as his engorged penis slowly softened and returned to its normal size.

Traci sat up, held her feet out and looked at Ponce. "Slaveboy, Master Danny left a mess on my toes. I think you have some work to do. 

I got up and pulled Ponce out of his chair. "Slaveboy, it's time to go to work."

Ponce tried to stand but I put my hand on his face and shoved him to the ground. "No one gave you permission to stand up. Men stand up, slaveboys like you crawl."

Ponce was still wearing his collar and leash. I picked up the end of his leash and said, "Heel."

Ponce kneeled on all fours next to me.

"Crawl."

I led Ponce over to Traci's feet. When we got there, Traci wiggled her toes and started to giggle. "It's supper time."

A little jolt of excitement went through me as I watched my baby lick Danny's semen off of Traci's feet.




April's Story Ch. 22



After Ponce was done with his cleanup chores I tugged on his leash. "Lie down on your back."

Ponce did as he was told.

Once he was lying down I looked at Traci. "I'm going to suck Danny's cock and get him hard again. Why don't you have a seat on Ponce's face and make yourself comfortable. I'd like Ponce to taste your pussy and your ass."

Traci got up, walked over to Ponce and stood directly over his face. As she got down on her knees she giggled and said, "Ponce baby, it's time for you to get to know me a little bit better."

Traci sat down on Ponce's face. She sighed when she felt him push his tongue into her asshole.

I turned to Danny. "Can you give us one more?"

He smiled. "I think so."

I slipped between his legs, picked up his limp penis and started playing with it. While I played with his penis I leaned forward and kissed his balls.

Danny's cock started to grow immediately. When he was fully erect I stood up, straddled him and lowered myself onto his rigid spear. Danny and I fucked for more than twenty minutes. I had two orgasms.

Traci rode Ponce's face while she watched Danny fuck me. I heard her have at least one more orgasm.

I let Danny cum in my cunt. After he was done ejaculating, I rolled off of him, lay back on the couch and spread my legs. Danny's semen was dripping from my swollen pussy.

Traci got off of Ponce's face. She grabbed his leash and rolled him over so that he was lying on his stomach. Once he was on his stomach, she yanked on his leash and pulled him up to his knees. "Crawl to your Mistress pussyboy. Her lover's cum is dripping from her cunt. You need to lick it up."

Ponce obediently crawled over to me and licked all of Danny's cum out of my cunt.

As soon as he was done I picked up my foot and said, "Take my anklet off and give it to me."

Ponce quickly unfastened the gold chain around my ankle and handed it to me.

"Come sit next to me baby,"

Ponce sat down on the couch. I unlocked his cock cage, removed it and set it on the coffee table. He sighed with relief when I took it off. I smiled at him, leaned over and kissed the tip of his liberated penis. It immediately started to grow. 

Once Ponce had an erection I looked at Traci. "The game is over. I think my baby deserves a nice reward. I am sure that he would love to fuck you. Would that be okay?"

Traci laughed and said, "It would be my pleasure." 

I got off of the couch and pulled Ponce up with me. As soon as we were off of the couch, Traci lay down and spread her legs.

I was standing behind Ponce. I put my arms around his waist. "This is for you baby. You can relax. Traci's already enjoyed herself. It doesn't matter if you cum quickly. All you have to do is enjoy yourself."

Danny was sitting in his easy chair watching. He smiled at Ponce and said, "Go for it buddy. You'll have a good time."

Traci reached up, grabbed Ponce and pulled him to the couch. When he was lying on top of her she reached down and put his cock into her cunt.

I kneeled on the floor right next to my baby. "Start pushing your cock in and out of her sweetheart."

Ponce started fucking Traci. 

"Go slowly baby, there's no need to hurry."

Ponce made long slow thrusts.

Traci giggled. "Big boy you're good. You can fuck me anytime you want."

Ponce smiled and quickened his pace.Traci wrapped her legs around Ponce's thighs and started bucking her hips to meet his thrusts.

Their pace got quicker. Suddenly Traci screamed and started to shake. She was having an orgasm. Ponce kept fucking her. Suddenly he took a deep thrust and held himself in her cunt. I could tell he was ejaculating. Once he was done he rolled off of Traci. There was a big smile on his face.

I looked at him. "Baby, the game might be over, but you're still the cleanup boy."

Ponce slipped between Traci's legs and obediently licked up all of his semen.

After he was done, Traci looked at us. "I love you guys. Can I start hanging out with you?"

All three of us laughed. I said, "We would love that."

Danny walked over, picked up her hand and pulled her off the couch. "Will you sleep with me tonight."

Traci smiled. "Yes, I would like that very much."

Ponce and I watched them disappear into Danny's bedroom. 

Once they were gone I turned to my baby. "Come on sweetheart, were not done."

Ponce stood up. As we walked into our bedroom I giggled and said, "You're in big trouble mister. I saw you fucking that other woman."

Ponce looked at me and said, "I'm sorry April."

I laughed. "Don't worry baby. you're going to make it up to me right now. You're going to fuck me before we go to sleep." 

Ponce laughed. "It's a tough job, but somebody's got to do it."

"What did you just say?" I looked at Ponce. "Oh baby you are going to pay for that remark."

Ponce smiled. "I hope so."



April's Story Ch. 23



Note: This story is the twenty-third episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



When I walked into the grill on Tuesday morning all of my friends were already sitting at our table. I climbed onto Ponce's lap and put my arms around his neck. 

As soon as I was settled Mandy looked at me and asked. "Are the rumors true? Are you really going to dance naked at the Black Knight?"

I nodded, "Yes, I start Saturday night."

Catherine Parker shook her head and said, "April!"

Jamal looked at me. "Ponce says you'd like us to be there."

"If you have the time, I really would appreciate it."

Jamal smiled. "you can count on me. I wouldn't miss your debut as a stripper for anything. This might turn out to be even more fun than the night at the Tomb."

Darbs looked at me. "April we'll all be there. We'd never let you down."

Jake, Adam and Tony nodded in agreement.

Catherine Parker looked at Big Julius. "I suppose you also want to go."

He nodded. "Of course I do. April's my friend, If she needs me, I'll be there." He smiled at Catherine. "Remember, if it wasn't for April, you and I would still be secretly wishing we could get to know each other."

Catherine sighed. "That's true, we owe April a lot." She thought for a moment. "Okay, I agree. You do need to be there." She smiled at Julius. "But, I'm going along. You're not going to a strip club without me."

Julius laughed. "Okay, you've got a deal."

"Hey I'm not going to be the only one who's left out." It was Mandy.

I smiled at her. "Then I guess you'd better come along."

Mandy grinned at everyone. "Good it's settled then, we're all going." 

Tuesday afternoon I called Helen's shop.

"Exotica Boutique, How may I help you?

"Could I please speak to Helen Darcy ."

"Who shall I say is calling?"

"This is April Hansen."

"Hi April, this is Lorraine. How are you."

I smiled. Ponce was right. Lorraine was a very nice person.

"I'm just fine Lorraine. How are you and Helen."

"Oh were fine. April, how is your new job? Yesterday was your first day wasn't it?

"Yes we started last night. The outfit I got from Helen was a big hit. The jobs are wonderful. Ponce, Danny and I are all very happy. Hey Lorraine, I need to come over and do some more shopping. I'm taking another job."

"I thought you just told me that you liked the job you have. Why are you taking a different one?"

"I'm not taking a different job, I'm taking another job."

"Honey do you have time for two jobs? You're going to school."

"This job is just for Saturday nights."

"Really, What is it?"

"I'm going to be a dancer at the Black Knight."

"That's a strip club downtown isn't it?"

"Yes."

There was a long pause. "April honey, isn't that kind of a dangerous place?"

"No I think it's okay. One of the waitresses I work with used to dance there. She said the security is very good. I'll have Ponce and Danny with me and Saturday night a big group of our friends our are also going. Everyone wants to see me dance."

Lorraine laughed. "I can understand that. We'd also love to see you dance."

"Really?"

"Of course we would."

"Oh please come, that would be so wonderful."

"Are you sure it will be safe?"

"Lorraine, Ponce and Big Julius will be there."

"Who's Big Julius?"

"He's a good friend of ours. He's even bigger than Ponce. Lorraine, there are going to be at least eight big guys with me. If you stay with us you should be perfectly secure. There's safety in numbers."

"April I would love to go. I want to meet your friends to." She paused, "Of course I have to ask Helen first. You understand that I'm not allowed to make any decisions without her permission."

"Yes, I understand. Lorraine you're a very obedient slave."

"I try hard."

"Lorraine, I have a little time during lunch tomorrow. I'll have Ponce bring me over around noon. Danny will probably join us. We'd love to see you guys again."

"Wonderful, I'm glad you called first, that way we can all be here. Helen, Jessica and I are all eager to see you. All three of us are going to want to hear every detail about this new job."

Lorraine paused. "April this is very exciting. I'm already looking forward to Saturday night."

"So am I Lorraine." 

Tuesday night our shift at the Goldenrod went very well. 

I wore the second outfit. Mr. Ballantine liked it even better than the first outfit.

Traci spent a lot of time flirting with Ponce and Danny. I didn't mind. I understood what she was trying to do. She liked us. She was trying to become our friend. We liked her to. We wanted to be friends with her.

During our lunch break on Wednesday Ponce, Danny and I drove over to The Exotica Boutique. When we walked in Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris were all there.

I ran over and gave Helen, Jessica and Lorraine a hug and a kiss. 

When I got to Morris I looked at him and said, "What a pleasant surprise. I thought your work schedule was going to be too demanding to allow you to get away."

He smiled at me. "When I heard that the three of you were coming over, I called my secretary and cleared an hour from my calendar." He looked at me. "Don't I get a hug and a kiss?"

I threw my arms around him and gave him a big kiss. As I kissed him I pushed my tongue into his mouth and reached down and grabbed his crotch. He was wearing a chastity cage.

I broke off the kiss and giggled. "Oh poor baby, your little thingy is all locked up. That's too bad, I was going to give you a nice hand job as a reward for being such a wonderful friend."

Morris grinned at me and shrugged. "Alas, that's the cross I bear. Being a slave to a beautiful woman like Jessica is a tough life." And then he grinned, "But it is also so wonderfully rewarding."

Jessica laughed. "Keeps sweet talking me like that slaveboy and I might actually let you out of that cage before New Years."

Everyone started laughing. 

After a moment Helen looked at me and said, "Tell us all about this new job as a dancer. Lorraine got all of us excited about it last night, but he didn't really know any details." Helen shook her head. "He may look like a woman, but he's still a man. He doesn't have the gossip gene."

I took the next fifteen minutes and told them everything. I started with our basketball game at the Tomb and finished with Traci and the sex games after work Monday night.

When I was done Helen took a deep breath and said, "You've been leading a very exciting life recently. The trip to the Tomb sounds like it was dangerous. You have to be more careful about the situations you get into."

She turned to Jessica. "It does sound as though the trip to the Black Knight on Saturday will be safe." She smiled. "And it would be fun to see April dance."

Jessica nodded. "I'd also love to meet April's friends."

Lorraine turned to Helen. "So would I."

Helen glared at her husband. "Slave remember your place. Mistress Jessica and I are having a discussion."

Lorraine bowed his head. "I'm sorry Mistress Helen. I got excited."

Helen patted him. "It's okay dear, were all excited about meeting April's friends."

Helen turned back to us. "Were you really serious about your invitation?"

My face lit up with excitement. "Yes I was very serious. Oh please come. It would make me very happy."

Helen's face got serious. "I worry so much about Lorraine's safety. He's a very convincing woman, but there are some ugly people out there. I would hate to have someone find out that he's really a man and hurt him."

Ponce stepped forward. "Mistress, may I have permission to speak?"

"Yes Ponce, go ahead."

"I'll be responsible for Lorraine's safety. I promise you that I won't let anyone hurt him."

Danny nodded. "I'll watch over him to. No one is going to mess with our friend."

Helen looked at Lorraine. "Will you promise to stay with Ponce all evening."

Lorraine smiled. "That's easy. I like Ponce. I'd probably stay with him all evening anyway."

Helen shook her head. "I want a promise."

Lorraine bowed. "Yes Mistress Helen, I promise to stay with Ponce."

Helen smiled. "Wonderful, April we would love to go to the Black Knight with you on Saturday."

I smiled. "Good, we should all go together. I have to bring everyone in or you'll have to pay a ten dollar cover charge."

Jessica looked at me. "Darling are they really going to let you bring in fourteen friends for free?"

I shook my head. "Not really, They're going to take the cover charge for everyone out of the money I make on Saturday night. Don't worry I'll make more than enough to pay the bill."

Helen shook her head. "No no sweetheart. We'll take care of all of the charges for everyone. The entire night will be on us. April, money is not an issue for us."

I looked at them. "Really?"

Morris smiled, "Yes sweetheart, Lorraine and I will take care of everything."

Jessica put a hand up. "I have an idea. Let's hire some limousines to take us to the club. That way we don't have to worry about drinking and driving."

Helen turned to April. "Would that be all right with you?"

I nodded. "That would be wonderful."

Jessica looked at me. "Why don't you bring all of your friends over to Helen's. We can have hors d'oeuvres and cocktails before we go. Afterwards we can come back for a late night supper."

She turned to her friend. "Would that be okay with you? You have the best house for entertaining a large group."

Helen nodded. "Of course it is. It really does make the most sense. Lorraine will be doing all of the preparations. I am sure he would rather be in his own kitchen."

Ponce looked at Lorraine. "Could I come over ahead of time and help you?"

Lorraine smiled. "That would be very nice. I would love your help."

Ponce turned to me. "Would that be okay?"

I nodded. "Of course it would."

Helen clapped her hands together. "Wonderful! Everything is set. Now let's find some really hot outfits for April to wear Saturday night."

We spent the next thirty minutes picking out clothes. There was a lot of debate. I took my clothes off and stood in the middle of the store naked while Jessica, Helen, Lorraine, Morris and Ponce brought me different things to try on. Ponce and Morris weren't really selecting items. They were runners for Jessica, Helen and Lorraine. Since Danny wasn't a slave he got to sit in an easy chair and watch the whole show. Eventually I had five costumes. They were so racy that I wouldn't even think about wearing them in public.

After we were done, I looked at Helen and Jessica. "Thank you for your help. I really appreciate it. How much do I owe you?"

Helen smiled. "This is on the house."

"I can't let you do that."

"Of course you can. Honey we can afford it. Bedsides this way we can feel like were part of your show Saturday night. We're your costume designers."

I laughed. "All right you win, thank you very much."

I glanced at the clock on the wall. "Helen, we have to get back to school. What time do you want us to come over on Saturday. I'm supposed to be at the Black Knight by 6:00 pm."

"Why don't all of you come over around 5:00. We can have cocktails and leave for the Black Knight at 5:30."

"That's sounds perfect. What time should I send my slave over to help with the preparations."

Helen looked at Lorraine. "What time do you want Ponce to come over?"

"Lorraine thought for a moment and then she said, "How about three o'clock. We can watch college football and make hors d'oeuvres. 

Ponce smiled. "That sounds great to me."

He turned. "Morris does that work for you?"

"I'll make it work. This sounds like a very pleasant afternoon and evening."

Helen looked at us. "All right then, we'll look forward to seeing you and your friends at our house at 5:00 on Saturday." 

The week crawled by. 

Work was fun, word was getting out that the Goldenrod was open. It was getting more crowded every night. Traci, Cindy and I were all becoming good cocktail waitresses. Tips were coming in faster and faster. We were starting to make good money.

At work on Wednesday we told Traci all about the plans for Saturday night. She got excited and asked if she could go with. We invited her immediately. She was going to drive her car to our house and ride over to Helen's with Danny and me. 

Thursday morning we went to the athletic office and officially withdrew from the three on three tournament. We had to work. We didn't have time for the tournament.

We later heard through the grapevine that the frat boys took our withdrawal as an insult. They thought we were thumbing our noses at them as basketball players. You just can't please some people. First they tried to get rid of us and then they got pissed off when we had to quit.

The Goldenrod was packed on Friday night. Lots of businessmen came in to celebrate the end of the week. All of them were eager to stuff money into my garter straps in exchange for a quick feel.

Friday night Ponce, Danny and I each walked out of the Goldenrod with over two hundred dollars in tips.

Life was very good. 

Saturday finally arrived. 

Ponce, Danny and I spent the morning studying.

After lunch we turned on some music and I gave each of them two lap dances. I wanted to practice a little before I started doing them for money. They were both pretty turned on when we were done practicing so I gave them each a blow job as a reward for helping me.

At two O'clock Ponce got ready to go to Helen's. 

When he was about to leave I looked at him and said, "I believe that we have one more detail that requires our attention."

He smiled at me. "I was wondering if you were going to forget."

I laughed. "Absolutely not. We can't have a slave running around a strip club with a free swinging dick. You might start to think that you have the same privileges as the men in the club." I put my arms around Ponce's neck and nibbled on his ear. "Baby, I want your full attention focused on me tonight. When I'm giving a guy a lap dance I want to know that you're watching me. When I take a man by the hand, lead him into the VIP room and close the door behind us, I want to be sure that you're wondering what were doing in there. I don't want to turn around and see you flirting with some floozy."

I slapped Ponce on the butt. "Go get your cage and don't forget my anklet."

Ponce ran into our bedroom. He was back in less than a minute. 

He handed his cage to me. I sat down on a chair and ordered him to drop his trousers."

Ponce obediently undid his belt and let his jeans fall to the floor.

I pulled his boxer shorts down. I was just about to put his chastity cage on when there was a knock at the door.

I turned. "Who is it?"

"Traci, my last client canceled on me so I had some free time. I hope it's okay that I came over early."

I got up, walked to the door and opened it. "Hi Traci, please come in."

She took one look at Ponce and said, "What did I walk in on?"

I laughed. "He's going over to Helen's to help the other slaves prepare everything for this evening. I'm just putting his chastity cage on him before he goes."

She frowned. "I was kind of hoping he could give me a bath this afternoon."

I shrugged. "I know, I'm not getting my bath either. Ponce really likes the other slaves. He wants to do this. I don't want to get in the way of his fun. They're going to prepare food and watch football."

I winked at Traci. "You know we could give each other a bath."

Traci started to grin. "I love that idea."

Danny yelled from his bedroom, "I heard that. I want to watch."

Traci went into Danny's room. "You can watch, but you have to be naked."

Danny laughed. "I can do that."

I heard the sound of Traci jumping onto Danny's bed. "My last client stood me up. How would you like to take his place."

"I haven't got any money."

"I'll put it on your bill."

I looked at Ponce and shook my head. "Come on baby, let's get you locked up." 

I quickly slipped the chastity cage onto his penis. As I was locking it I said, "I wish I could go over to Helen's with you."

Ponce smiled. "It looks like the three of you are going to have fun here."

"I'd rather be with you." I checked his cage and looked at him. "Does that feel okay?"

He nodded. "It's just fine."

"Pull your pants up."

After Ponce pulled his jeans up, he got down on his knees and fastened the gold chain and key to my ankle. 

As soon as he was done I stood up, pulled my jeans down and turned around. "Give me a little kiss before you go."

I felt Ponce spread the cheeks of my ass apart. I shuddered as his lips touched my asshole. When I felt him push his tongue into me I put my hand between my legs and started to finger my pussy. I was already wet.

"Baby when I get to Helen's I want to slip off with you so we can do this again before we go to the club. I want both of us to be on a little sexual high while I'm working tonight."

Everyone started arriving at our apartment at around 4:30. Jake, Jamal, Darbs and Adam got there first. We were just starting to introduce them to Traci when Mandy and Tony and Catherine Parker and Big Julius arrived. 

The introductions went quickly. As soon as we were done, Traci, Danny, Mandy, Tony and I all piled into Danny's car. The other six got into Darb's old Lincoln.

Darb's followed us to Helen's house.

Everyone in our car was amazed as we passed through the gate in the big wrought iron fence and drove up the long winding driveway. When we arrived at the huge front door of the old stone house, Traci whistled and said, "April this is a fucking mansion."

I smiled. "It's pretty neat isn't it."

We all got out of the cars and walked to the front door. I knocked. After a moment the door slowly creaked open. 

It was Ponce. He looked at us and said, "Yes, how may I help you?"

Big Julius yelled at him, "Ponce you mother fucker, open the door and let us in."

Ponce burst out laughing, opened the door and said; "Follow me."

As we walked into the house, Catherine Parker grabbed Big Julius and said, "Behave yourself, these are refined people living in an elegant home.

Big Julius smiled at Catherine. "Don't worry I'll behave when I get inside, but that was just Ponce. He's about as refined as I am."

Darbs was walking right behind Big Julius and Catherine. "Shit, my dog has better manners than either you or Ponce and he licks his nuts."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Catherine turned to Darbs. "Please don't embarrass us."

Jamal walked up to Darbs and cuffed him on the back of the head. "You heard the lady, behave."

Darbs rubbed the back of his head where Jamal had hit him and said, "You're no better than we are. If you could reach 'em, you'd be lying in the street licking your nuts right now."

Catherine looked like she was about to explode. 

I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry Catherine. These are really nice people. They're going to like us just as we are."

Ponce led us into the parlor. Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris were waiting there. 

Once we were all inside Helen smiled and said "Welcome to our home. I'm Helen Darcy." She put her hand on Lorraine's shoulder. "This is my partner Lorraine Milton." She turned "This is my close friend Jessica Townsend and her husband Morris Fredericks. Lorraine, Morris and Ponce will be taking care of the refreshments this evening. If there is anything you want, just ask them. They will try to provide it."

I smiled in awe. Helen was so smooth. She carefully avoided the entire domination issue and still had the slaves serving us. I also admired the way she so deftly slipped over her relationship with Lorraine. I kind of assumed that by the end of the evening everyone would know that Lorraine was a transvestite, but my friends would all get a chance to know him as a person before they were confronted with that reality." 




April's Story Ch. 23



I watched with admiration as Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris deftly went around the room and casually introduced themselves to everyone.

Ponce handled the drink orders. This was done by design. These were Ponce's friends. He knew what they wanted to drink.

Danny decided to help his friend. He grabbed Jamal and Adam and said, "Come with me. The bar refrigerator is loaded with Budweiser and Heineken."

That was all it took. All the guys made a quick move to the bar.

Lorraine saw what was happening and realized that the boys would be fine. He walked over to Catherine Parker and Mandy and said, "I have just opened a bottle of champagne. Would either of you like a glass?"

Both of them tried to act very sophisticated. Catherine answered. "Thank you Lorraine, that would be nice."

As soon as everyone had a drink in their hands. Morris appeared with a tray of hors d'oeuvres. Lorraine amazed me. His hors d'oeuvres were little tiny pizzas. Each one was about the size of a Ritz Cracker. They were the perfect snack for this crowd.

Lorraine watched with obvious pride as everyone gobbled them up.

Suddenly Helen clapped her hands. "Attention everyone, It's 5:30. We have two limousines outside. Grab your drinks, it's time to go to the Black Knight."

We all filed out the front door and started piling into the limos. I found Ponce and grabbed onto him. We got into a limousine together." 



April's Story Ch. 24



Note: This story is the twenty-fourth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



It was a short trip to the Black Knight. When we arrived Morris was already getting everyone from the first limousine lined up at the door.

As we got out of our limo I turned to Ponce. "You find Lorraine and hang on to her. I'm going inside. Don't worry about me, I'm sure I'll be fine. You take care of Lorraine, I'll find you as soon as I can."

Ponce nodded. "I'll keep a chair open for you at our table, but I expect that you're going to be pretty busy. Come see us when you have a chance."

I put my arms around Ponce and kissed him. "I love you Ponce."

He smiled. "I know you do. I love you to April." He patted me on the butt. "Knock 'em dead tonight sweetheart."

I walked up to the front of the line. There were two large black men handling the door. 

"Hi I'm April. Staci is expecting me."

One of the guys looked at a list for a moment and then he looked up at me. "What's your last name?"

"Hansen."

He nodded. "Come on in."

As I walked through the door he pointed towards a table in the corner. "You'll find Staci over there." 

I walked into the night club. There were at least fifty people already seated inside. Most of them were middle aged men.

A dancer was performing on the stage. She was totally nude. There were seats along the edge of the stage. All of them were occupied. The men in the seats were holding up dollar bills. The dancer was methodically working her way around the stage. Each time she got to a new guy she would squat in front of him with her legs spread and he would throw money at her. I wasn't quite sure that I understood the system, but it seemed like a good deal for me.

I spotted Staci. She was sitting at a table talking to a middle aged black man. As I approached her she looked up. After a moment she smiled. "April, how nice to see you." She turned to the man she had been talking with. "Darren, you'll have to excuse me. This is a new dancer. I have to get her settled."

She looked at the gym bag I was carrying. "Are you're costumes in there?"

I nodded, "Yes".

"Follow me, we'll walk and talk."

Staci started walking across the club. "Here's how it works. You pay us three hundred dollars to work here tonight." 

I stopped. "I don't have three hundred dollars."

Staci paused and smiled at me. "Don't worry honey, you'll make more than that in your first hour." 

She started walking again. "All the tips you make on the stage are yours. You'll rarely make more than fifty dollars during a dance set. It's hardly worth the effort." 

She stopped and looked at me. "Don't get confused. The stage dances are very important. That's where the guys get to know you. If they like your stage dances, they're going to want to spend time with you when your not on stage. That's where the money is." 

"You're talking about lap dances."

"Partly, lap dances are thirty dollars each. That's how you pay off your three hundred dollar performance fee. See that guy sitting behind the counter over there." 

She pointed to a man sitting next to the DJ. "Every time you do a lap dance you give him the money. At the end of your shift we'll take out three hundred dollars and give you the rest. A hard working dancer should be able to do thirty dances a night."

"That's six hundred dollars for me."

Staci smiled. "That's right, but that's still not where the big money is."

"What do you mean?"

"See that door over there." 

I nodded.

"That's one of the VIP rooms. We have five of them. It costs a guy a hundred and fifty dollars to go to the VIP room with you for thirty minutes. We take $50.00 every time you go there. That's separate from the three hundred dollar performance fee." She smiled at me. "If you think about it, it's not worth it. You can make more than a hundred dollars in a half hour doing lap dances out on the main floor. Most guys do tip when they take you to the VIP room so it probably becomes a wash."

I looked at her. "So why do you have a VIP room?"

"Every VIP room has a male attendant. Technically his job is to make sure you don't break any prostitution laws while you're in his room. The reality is that he's there to check out your guest. If he thinks he's okay, meaning he's not a cop, he'll take a coffee break. If he gets up and leaves then you're free to negotiate any deal you want with your guest."

"How do I do that?"

"You run your hand across his crotch, kiss his cheek and then you say, Our chaperon just left. We're all alone. If you're a generous man, I'm willing to play some fun games."

Staci looked at me. "This is up to you, but a blow job is usually an extra two hundred dollars. A hand job is an extra hundred. When the guy cums the session is over. If you can get him off quickly you can get back to the floor and do some more lap dances."

"What if a guy wants to fuck me?"

"Most girls charge at least three hundred. You should be able to get four hundred. Lots of older guys will want to eat your pussy. That's always three hundred."

Staci smiled at me. "Ambitious girls can make a lot of money in the VIP room."

Staci shrugged. "I think that's about all you need to know about the business end of dancing at the Knight. Come with me, I'll show you where the dressing room is located."

I followed Staci down a narrow hallway on the left side of the stage. At the end of the hall there was a door with a sign on it that said, Employees Only.

Staci opened the door. The dressing room was about the size of a small bedroom. There was a bathroom and shower at one end. Three makeup tables with lighted mirrors were lined up against one of the walls. There was an old red couch opposite the makeup tables. The wall opposite the bathroom had a bank of fifteen lockers similar to the ones you would see in a high school.

As we walked into the room, I barely noticed these details. My attention was drawn to a middle aged man. He was on his knees wearing a dog collar, a pair of lace panties and a bra. There was a leash attached to his dog collar. The leash was tied to the leg of one of the makeup tables. There were two bowls on the floor next to him. One had water in it and the other was filled with what looked like dry breakfast cereal. His face was garishly painted with rouge, lip stick and eye shadow.

Staci looked at him and laughed. "This is my husband Georgie Porgie. It's bring your pet to work night. I like to make him stay in here."

She giggled. "Georgie's not allowed to wear men's clothing in the club and he's never allowed watch the girls dance." She laughed. "This is a club for men, not little wimps like Georgie. We keep him in here as a plaything for the dancers. You can see that some of them have already put makeup on his face."

Staci walked over and patted her husband on the head. "Feel free to do anything you want to him."

Staci opened her purse and took out a lock. "I forgot to tell you that we have lockers, so I brought you this lock. Don't leave anything sitting out. Some of the girls here are less than honest."

Staci looked at her watch. "Your first dance set is in forty minutes. This is your first time, You'd better start getting ready now. You'll do five songs. Take a little more clothing off with each song. You should be totally nude during your last number. When the tips start coming in pull them to the center of the stage. There are guys out there that will try to steal your money. As soon as your set is over, come out onto the floor. That's when the guys will be after you for lap dances."

She paused for a moment. "I think that's just about everything." She looked at me. "Do you have any questions?"

I smiled. "I've never danced on a stage before. What should I do?"

Staci laughed. "Honey it's not hard. When you first get out there just pretend you're dancing with the DJ. The guys will start throwing money at you right away. Once that happens you should start dancing for the guys who are giving you the most money." She stopped, "But honey, don't forget the older guys sitting at the tables. Be sure to dance for them to, they're the guys who can afford the extras."

She looked at her watch again. "You only have thirty-five minutes, you'd better get ready. I have to get back out on the floor.

Staci turned to leave. When she got to the door she stopped and turned back to me. "No one uses their real name here. What do you want to be called?'

Traci had alerted me to this. I'd already thought about it and made my choice. I looked at Staci and said, "Venus."

Staci stared at me for a moment and then she smiled. "A goddess. How interesting."

As soon as Staci left I looked at her husband. "Are you okay? Can I get anything for you?"

He smiled at me. "Don't worry, I'm just fine. This is much worse than it appears. My wife is actually very kind to me and would never dream of doing anything that might really injure me. We just have a little different way of expressing our love for each other."

I nodded my head. "I understand. My boyfriend and I like to play similar games."

He looked up at me. "Really?"

I nodded, "Yes really." 

I walked over and patted his head. "I'm April." 

He took my hand and held it for a moment. "Hi April, I'm George. In this club I'm known as Georgie Porgie."

"Does that bother you George?"

"Hell no, it's just part of the game. April, I could be at home doing anything I want right now. I choose to be here." He paused for a moment. "Shouldn't you be getting dressed? You're going on stage pretty soon."

"Oh hell, you're right. I have to hurry. Georgie, I'm so nervous. What if I screw up. What if they tell me I can never come back. What if I go out on stage and make a complete fool out of myself."

George laughed, "April relax. Come over an unfasten my leash. I'll help you get ready."

"Won't Big Reggie and Staci get mad if they find out I took you off your leash?"

George smiled at me. "April can you keep a secret?"

"Sure."

"April, I own this club. I also own the restaurant where you work as a cocktail waitress." 

"You own the Goldenrod?"

Georgie nodded. "Yes both Percy Ballantine and Big Reggie work for me."

"I don't believe you."

"George laughed. "Ask your friend Traci. She's one of the few people who actually knows."

I walked over and took George's leash off his collar.

He stood up and rubbed his legs. "Thanks, I'm getting to old to stay on my knees for very long. Now where was I?" 

He stopped to think. "Oh yes, Traci's one of the reasons I opened the Goldenrod. April, you can only strip for so long. It's my rule that all dancers at the Black Knight have to be under thirty."

He shrugged, "Most guys prefer watching young women, it's a cruel fact of life. Traci worked at the Black Knight for eleven years. She was one of our best dancers. I felt bad when I forced her to retire." 

He pursed his lips. "I knew that she became a high class escort and made lots of money, but she told me she was lonely. She wanted a place to work so she could be around other people. I decided to open a restaurant where she could work as a cocktail waitress. When I told her about the new restaurant and offered her the job, she jumped at it."

He gave me a sly wink. "Don't get me wrong. I'm not a complete bleeding heart fool. The Goldenrod is a good idea. This town needs an upscale restaurant with a little sex appeal. The business and convention trade are crying for it."

He looked at me. "You and Traci are going to make a lot of money for me in the Goldenrod."

I took a moment to think about what George had just told me and then I asked, "So how does Big Reggie fit into all of this."

George took a deep breath. "April, I don't know if you're aware of this, but some women have a real thing for black men. My wife is one of those women. Staci started cheating on me before we were married. She didn't do a very good job of hiding it. I figured it out immediately. I was hurt and I responded like a typical red blooded male, I broke off our engagement."

He shook his head, "Staci was devastated. She begged me to take her back, but my pride was hurt so I was bullheaded. I refused."

Georgie stared at the floor for a moment. "Over the next several weeks, the strangest thing started to occur. I began to have fantasies about Staci in the arms of other men. These men were always large, powerful black men."

He smiled at me. "At the same time I also started to have fantasies that had me groveling at Staci's feet. In my dreams, she became a dominant mistress and I was her submissive slave."

George shrugged. "One night I found myself knocking on Staci's door. When she opened it I threw myself at her feet and begged her to take me back. She was very confused. So was I. We started talking. We both agreed that we wanted to try to make a relationship work. We talked all night long. Finally in the wee hours of the morning we reached an understanding and convinced ourselves to make another attempt at getting together. As part of our agreement I granted Staci the right to date other men."

He looked at me. "Staci was adamant that I could not see other women. She understood the hypocrisy of her position, but she didn't care. She just couldn't bear the thought of my being with another woman."

He paused for a moment. "It really wasn't that big a deal to me, in fact it fit my fantasy very well. I wasn't looking for equality. I was looking for the opposite. I wanted to submit to my wife. I wanted her to dominate me. I viewed her freedom to see other men was one expression of her dominance. The domination was a problem. Staci wasn't sure she could do it. I made it clear that this was the trade off. If she wanted to play with other men she had to become a dominatrix and make me her slave.

George smiled at me. "She agreed to try." He started chuckling. "Eventually she grew to love being dominant. She discovered that she had a real sadistic streak. Now I think she enjoys it even more than I do."

George grinned at me. "We got married a month later. I spent our wedding night on my knees watching a large black man fuck my new bride."

I shook my head. "That's a pretty hot story." I paused, "But you still haven't explained how Big Reggie got into the picture."

"That's easy. Staci loves to dominate me, but she also enjoys the other side. Her fantasy is submitting to the will of a large black stud. She met Big Reggie at a night club. He'd just been released from prison. He was a big, tough, dominant male. It was almost like Reggie had walked straight out of my wife's wildest sex dreams. Staci stopped seeing other men. She became Big Reggie's woman."

George shrugged. "As far as I was concerned this was a stroke of good fortune. Reggie was kind to Staci. He didn't abuse her. He understood our relationship and was comfortable with it. He was also a very powerful man on the streets. No one ever messed with him. When Staci was out on a date with him, I knew she was safe."

George looked at me. "Reggie was on parole. He needed a job. I didn't want my wife dating a janitor so I decided to intervene. I'd always wanted to own a strip club. Reggie was the perfect front man. He was known as a cold ruthless criminal. When I set him up as the owner of the Black Knight, it immediately gave the club the notoriety that I was seeking."

He started smiling. "Since Staci was Reggie's woman, it seemed appropriate to everyone that she would become involved in the operation of the club. My wife was bored. She wanted a meaningful job. Running the Knight with her boyfriend was the perfect situation for her."

He started laughing. "I get off on being humiliated and abused. Can you think of a better place to have that happen than in a strip club run by your wife and her boyfriend?"

"So how did Percy Ballantine become involved with the Goldenrod?"

George shrugged, "That was just good luck. As I got to know Reggie I became increasingly impressed with his business sense. Percy was a friend of Reggie's. Reggie recommended him to me. I hired him to work in the Knight. He proved to be an excellent assistant manager. When I decided to open the Goldenrod, Percy was the logical choice." 

George looked at the clock. "Hey we have to get focused. You're going on stage in fifteen minutes. Let's see your costumes."

I took them out of my bag and laid them on the makeup table.

George examined them and said, "There's no question about which one you should wear first."

I stared at him. 

He smiled at me and pointed. "This one my dear, it's perfect for your debut."

Georgie was pointing at a red and white cheerleaders uniform. Helen told me that she and Lorraine love to search the second hand stores for unusual items. She has a small section of the shop devoted to costumes. Cheerleader uniforms are one of her top sellers.

While I was taking my clothes off, George picked up the panties and bra that went with the costume.

He grinned at me. "These are wonderful. You're going to drive the guys wild."

Helen had selected the panties and bra. They were from her nostalgia line. The panties and bra were both white. The panties were full cut with lots of lace trim. The bra was strapless and also covered with lace.

As I was bending over to put the lace panties on, George's hand accidently brushed against my naked rear end. 

He immediately pulled his hand back and said, "Please excuse me April, that was an accident.

I pulled my panties up and turned to face him. "It's okay Georgie, I like to be touched." I took his hand and pushed it down the front of my panties. 

I felt him slip two fingers into my pussy. 

I closed my eyes for a moment and enjoyed his touch. "That feels so good. It's getting me in the mood to dance naked for a room full of guys."

Georgie pulled his hand out of my panties and picked up the horsewhip that was sticking out of my gym bag. "If Staci had walked in just now, she would have used this on me."

I giggled and said, "I'll bet you would have loved that wouldn't you?"

He grinned, "Oh yes."

I smiled at him. "The whip goes with another costume. I was kind of thinking that it should be used as my grand finale. Maybe after I get dressed for that dance we can play for a minute or two. You know, it could be a warm up session."

George laughed. "April you are a devil. I think were going to become very good friends."

I smiled at George, "I hope so."

I quickly finished dressing. I wore my basketball shoes and white socks as part of the costume. I didn't tie the basketball shoes. I wanted to be able to kick them off on stage.

After I was dressed I twirled around for George and said, "How do I look?'

He shook his head. "April you are gorgeous."

I kissed his cheek. "you're very sweet and I think I know the perfect reward for a sweet gentleman like you."

"What would that be?"

"I still have two minutes before I have to go on stage. How would you like to spend them on your knees licking my asshole."

Georgie's face lit up. "April my dear you know exactly how to make an old man happy."

I bent over and rested my arms on the chair next to my makeup table.

Georgie got on his knees behind me and slowly pulled my lace panties down to my thighs. I closed my eyes when I felt him spread my cheeks apart and I sighed when I felt his tongue entering my asshole.

Suddenly I heard the Disc Jockey say, "Ladies and gentleman we have a rare treat for you this evening. All of you are about to witness the professional debut of a Kelroy College Freshman. Yes you heard me correctly, our next dancer is a real college coed. Let's give her a warm welcome. Everyone put your hands together for Venus!"




April's Story Ch. 24



Georgie said, "Come with me, I'll show you where to go."

I followed him out the dressing room door. As soon as we entered the hallway, we came to another door on our left.

Georgie opened it. "This puts you on the back of the stage."

I kissed him and said, "I wish you could watch me dance."

He smiled. "Oh I will."

I looked at him. "I thought Staci didn't allow you to go into the club."

He smiled. "She doesn't." He turned and pointed up. On the second floor there was an office with a large glass picture window. "I have a private box." He winked at me. "My wife loves me."

Georgie patted my butt. "They're waiting for you. Knock 'em dead kid."

I walked through the door and turned. I found myself in the middle of the stage, bathed in bright light. I looked out, there must have been at least two hundred people in the room, Most of them were men. I glanced down, twenty or thirty men were seated around the edge of the stage.

The voice of the Disc Jockey filled the room. "Here she is gentleman, your favorite cheerleader from Kelroy College, Venus!"

The crowd started cheering. It reminded me of that night just eight months ago when my team mates and I ran onto the floor of The Civic Arena to play in the final game of the Girls State High School Basketball Championship.

Suddenly music began to play. It was an old disco song. I started to move to the heavy rhythm. It came naturally. I made two complete turns around the stage. When I got back to the front I stopped, faced the crowd, pulled up my sweater and lasciviously licked my lips while I showed everyone my lace brassiere.

Guys all over the room stood up and started to applaud.

I made another turn around the stage. When I got back to the rear door I kicked my basketball shoes off.

During my first turn around the stage I'd noticed a pudgy bald headed man sitting in one of the chairs at the rail. I danced straight over to him, ran my foot across his face and said, "Take my sock off big boy."

He grinned at me and carefully removed my sock. As soon as it was off he put it in his mouth and sucked on it for a moment. I knew I had my boy.

I presented my other foot and said, "Now this one."

He nodded enthusiastically and pulled the sock off. When he was done, I put my foot in his face and said, "How about a kiss big boy."

The crowd roared when he grabbed my foot and started sucking my toes.

I let him enjoy himself for a moment and then I pulled my foot away and said, "You deserve a big reward for being so well behaved." I squatted in front of him, spread my legs, grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled his face into my panty covered crotch. I shuddered with excitement when I felt him licking me through my panties.

I let my pudgy boy have a little fun and then I laughed and said, "That's enough for you studman." 

I stood up, turned around, raised my skirt and wiggled my ass at the room full of men. The entire crowd cheered. As they cheered I pulled my sweater off and tossed it to the back of the stage. It hit the floor as my first song came to an end.

I spent my second song teasing everyone by lifting my skirt and flashing my panties. Just before the second song ended I twirled around twice and took off my brassiere.

Dancing topless in a room filled with strange men got me very excited. During my third song, the guys on the rail started to throw dollar bills at me. Every time a guy put money on the stage I danced over to him, spread my legs, lifted the hem of my skirt, pulled the crotch of my panties aside and fingered my pussy while he watched. As my set continued, I got more and more aroused. 

At the end of my third song I took my skirt off.

I spent my fourth song dancing in front of two hundred howling men wearing nothing but a pair of white lace panties. I loved it. 

At first I just teased them. I pulled my panties down so that my ass was uncovered but my pussy was still concealed. I looked out at my audience. Once I was certain I had everyone's attention I turned around, bent over and gave my naked butt a hard slap. The crowd cheered with delight. 

I spanked myself two more times and then I turned around and faced the crowd again. I smiled at everyone and started to slowly pull my panties down the rest of the way. Just as I was about to expose my pussy I stopped and slowly shook my head no.

The crowd groaned. I laughed, clapped my hands, pulled my panties back up and did a quick turn around the stage.

When I got back to the front of the stage I stopped in front of my pudgy bald headed man. I wiggled my finger at him and told him to stand up.

Once he was standing I lasciviously licked my lips and said, "Pull my panties down." 

Every guy in the room started cheering as he slowly pulled my panties down and exposed my shaved pussy.

I finished my fourth song circling the stage with my panties around my knees.

As soon as my fourth song was over I took my panties off. I did my fifth song totally nude. The guys on the rail threw money at me. I flashed my pussy at each of them. Everyone was happy.

After my last song was over I got a standing ovation. I waved to everyone, gathered up my clothes, picked up wads of dollar bills and left by the door at the rear of the stage.

When I got back into the hallway Georgie was waiting for me. He followed me into the dressing room. As I set my clothes on the makeup table he patted my naked butt and said, "April you're going to be a star." 

George picked through my clothes. He tossed me the white lace panties, the brassiere, my socks and my basketball shoes.

"Put these on. The guys are going to line up for lap dances."

I smiled at Georgie. "Thank you for your help tonight." I put my hand on his crotch. "Is there any way that I can repay you for your kindness?"

He laughed. "You already did that when you let me lick your asshole." 

Georgie looked into my gym bag. The horsewhip that Helen had given me was still in there. It was part of my costume for my last set. He picked it up. "When your shift is over, maybe you and my wife might like to bring this up to the office for a little while and teach me to properly respect women."

I took a deep breath. "You have been rather insolent tonight."

He nodded, "Yes I have. I need to be punished."

I grinned at him. "I would love to punish you."

"I'll look forward to meeting you here after your last number." He sighed, "Now you'd better hook me to my leash again. I really shouldn't be allowed to have this much freedom."

I hooked Georgie to his leash, put on my panties and bra and went out to the floor of the night club.

There are people in this world that you instantly like. Georgie was one of them. 



April's Story Ch. 25



Note: This story is the twenty-fifth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



I spotted all of my friends as soon as I walked into the night club. Ponce, Traci, Lorraine, Danny and Morris were sitting together at one table. Darbs, Jamal, Jake, Adam, Jessica and Helen were sitting at the table to their right. Big Julius, Cynthia Parker, Mandy and Tony were sitting together at the table to their left.

I smiled, Ponce had Lorraine well protected.

When they saw me walking towards them everyone stood up and started to applaud. 

Helen walked over and kissed my cheek. "April honey," She stopped and smiled. "Maybe I should call you Venus. Anyway honey you were magnificent."

I looked around. Everyone was nodding in agreement. 

I grinned. "Thank you so much for being here. This has become a wonderful night."

I walked over to Ponce, sat down on his lap and hugged him. "Did you enjoy the show."

He slowly nodded. "Very much."

I had my tip money from the stage in my hand. I slipped it to Ponce. "Here baby, I made $87.00 during that set. Keep it for us would you."

Ponce took the money. As he put it in his pocket I leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Now you're a kept man."

Danny turned. "I heard that. I want to be a kept man to." 

Helen laughed and called to Lorraine. "Honey give Danny five dollars. He can be my kept man."

Lorraine opened her purse and made a show of giving Danny a five dollar bill. 

As she was doing this Ponce said, "Everyone knows about Lorraine now."

I shrugged. "It's probably just as well, what happened?"

Ponce smiled. "Adam was putting the moves on her."

I looked over at Adam. He was blushing."

Ponce continued. "Traci, Danny and I all decided that it would be better if Adam found out sooner rather than later. Traci told him."

I turned to Traci. "What did you say?"

"I told him that Lorraine was Helen's husband." Traci smiled. "Adam thought I was telling him that Lorraine and Helen were lesbians."

Lorraine looked at the next table. "Cynthia and Big Julius made everything work out."

I turned to them. 

Cynthia shrugged. "I just said that I thought Traci was telling us that Lorraine was really a guy." She giggled. "Everybody got very quiet. Nobody knew what to say next." She turned and kissed Big Julius. "My baby settled everything."

I looked at Julius. "What did you say?"

Cynthia hugged Julius. "My baby said that it didn't matter to him what Lorraine was. Any friend of Ponce and April's was also his friend."

I walked over and kissed Julius on the cheek, "Thank you sweetheart, that was a very nice thing to say."

Julius just smiled.

I looked around. "So is everyone having a good time?"

Danny laughed. "April were having a wonderful time. Helen and Jessica have been buying lap dances for everyone."

I raised my eyebrow in surprise. "For everyone?"

Mandy giggled. "That's right, Cynthia and I even had one."

"You didn't!"

Cynthia blushed. "Mandy and Lorraine made me do it."

I looked at Big Julius. "You were okay with this?"

He laughed. "I encouraged her."

"You guys are so bad."

Just then a waitress walked up to me. "Venus, the gentleman at that table over there would love to buy a lap dance from you."

I turned to look. A man in his mid fifties was smiling at me. 

I waved at him and turned to Ponce. "Baby I'll see you later, I have to go to work." 

The middle aged man bought three dances. He was my first customer. At the Black Knight lap dances are done totally nude. Rubbing my bare pussy against the tent in this strange man's trousers felt deliciously naughty.

For the next half hour I went from one lap dance customer to another one. The waitresses kept track of who I was going to see next. The men were tipping them generously to see that they kept their turn.

I had just finished with my fifth lap dance customer when Julie, one of the waitresses came over. She pointed at a man seated at a table near the stage. "Venus, that older gentleman over there would like to go to the VIP room with you."

I looked. It was a very handsome gray haired man in his mid to late fifties.

I thanked Julie, walked over to his table and said, "Hi I'm Venus."

He smiled. "I'm Robert, Venus I would you like to take me to the VIP room for a half hour."

I sat down at his table. "Robert honey it's one hundred and fifty dollars and you have to pay me right now."

He nodded, "I understand. I've done this before."

As he handed me the money I laughed. "Well you're way ahead of me then, because this is my first time."

He took a deep breath. "Venus that makes this even more enticing."

I patted his hand and said, "Don't go away."

I went to the man next to the Disc Jockey. "Here's $50.00 for the VIP room."

He took the money and said, "Use room number three." He pointed to a door on the other side of the night club. "It's right over there."

I thanked him and walked back to my customer. As I walked back, I made a point of passing Ponce. 

When I walked by him I leaned over, pointed to my gentleman and whispered, "That's Robert. I'm going to take him to the VIP room."

He looked at me. 

"I hope that Robert and I can be very naughty while were in there."

I kissed his cheek and handed him the $100.00. "I'll see you a little later cuckboy." I giggled. "Hold Robert's money for me."

I walked over to my gentleman, reached out and took his hand. "Honey let's go have some fun."

When he stood up he put his arm around my waist. "Venus, I'm all yours."

As we walked to room number 3 I reached back and pushed his hand down to my panty covered ass. There were a lot of guys watching us, including my big cuckboy. I wanted all of them to know that Robert was going to have a very good time.

The VIP room was about the size of a small bedroom. In the middle of the room there was a large couch. At one end of the couch, there was a small end table. 

Staci had told me that the drawer in the end table held a good supply of condoms. She was very emphatic about the fact that no one had unprotected sex at the Knight.

There was a tiny window in the wall behind the couch. A man in his early thirties was sitting in a small cubicle on the other side of the window. He studied Robert for a moment and then he got up and left his cubicle. 

As he closed the door behind him, I sat down on the couch and pulled Robert down next to me. I picked his hand up and put it on my brassiere covered breast.

"It looks like our chaperon just left. I guess were on our own." I leaned over and kissed Robert's cheek. "If you're a generous man, I can be a very naughty girl."

Robert smiled. "How generous do I have to be to get a blow job?"

I put my finger to my cheek and pretended that I was thinking. "I think a two hundred dollar tip would do very nicely."

Robert smiled, opened his wallet, counted out ten twenty dollar bills and handed them to me. I stood up, put the money in the drawer in the end table, grabbed a condom and took my panties and bra off.

Once I was naked I twirled around one time for Robert and kneeled on the couch next to him. I pressed my naked body against him and started slowly massaging his crotch. He had a big cock, this was going to be fun.

I unzipped his pants and took his erect penis out. I just stared at it for a moment. Cocks were still strange and mysterious things to me. I never got tired of looking at them.

I apologized as I rolled the condom onto him. "Sorry about having to make you wear a raincoat, it's a house rule."

Robert shrugged. "I understand, it's a necessity of the times."

As soon as the condom was in place I kissed his cheek and said, "Feel free to explore my body while I make you happy."

Robert closed his eyes and lay back. As I put his cock into my mouth I felt him slip his fingers between my legs.

I was mildly disappointed when I put Robert's condom covered penis into my mouth. The taste of a man's cock was one of the nice things about giving a blow job.

For the next few minutes we pleasured each other. I could have gotten Robert off very quickly, but he'd paid me $200.00. I wanted him to get his money's worth. The first two times I felt him moving close to orgasm, I slowed my pace, backed off and let him regain control.

The third time I quickened my pace and massaged his balls. Robert ejaculated immediately.

I milked him until his penis began to get soft. Once he was limp I slipped the used condom off his cock, kissed his cheek and got dressed. 

Robert stood up and unbuckled his pants. As he was tucking his shirt in and straightening himself he smiled and said, "Thank you Venus. You're very good at that. I enjoyed myself."

I blushed and said, "Thank you kind sir, I tried."

He nodded, "I could tell."

Robert and I left the VIP room together. When we were back out in the club I kissed his cheek and thanked him again. 

As I kissed him I glanced over and saw Ponce staring at us. I got a little tingle in my loins, pulled Robert to me and kissed him hard on the lips. That was for Ponce's benefit.

After I went to the ladies room and disposed of the used condom, I walked over to Ponce, sat down on his lap and kissed him. While I was kissing him I slipped the $200.00 into his hand.

He looked at me and asked, "what did you have to do for this?"

I giggled and said, "I gave him a blow job."

Shortly after I finished with Robert it was time for my next dance set. My costume was a short denim skirt and a crop top tee shirt that had, "Spoiled Rotten" written across the front.

I came out and acted like a snotty little rich kid. Everybody loved it. After my number was over I had an hour of nonstop lap dances.

My third costume was an ornate prom dress. I did a real strip tease. I think I enjoyed that number the most. I felt like an old time burlesque queen.

My last number was by far the most popular with the crowd. I wore a black leather skirt, a black lace brassiere, thigh high black nylons and my black spike heeled pumps. The Disc Jockey introduced me as Mistress Venus. The guys went wild when I strutted onto the stage waving my horsewhip. I was beginning to learn that sexual domination was a very popular fetish with many men.

My pudgy little bald headed man was still in his seat by the rail. During my third song I pulled my panties down, got on my hands and knees and wiggled my naked ass in front of his nose. He surprised the entire crowd by standing up, burying his face between my ass cheeks and licking my asshole in front of everyone. 

The room went silent. Every person in the club was amazed. No one knew exactly how to react. 

I turned around, leaned forward, gave him a big hug, kissed his forehead and said, "Now that's how to show proper respect to a woman." Everybody in the room started cheering."

After my last number I did another hour of lap dances. 

My shift ended at 1:00 am. I went to the man next to the disc Jockey. I had done thirty-two lap dances. He counted out six hundred sixty dollars. That was my share after the Black Knight took their three hundred dollar cut. 

I walked back to Ponce and kissed his cheek. "Baby I'm going to go to the dressing room and collect my stuff. Why don't you get everyone together so we can go back to Helen's house. 

I quickly gathered my things in the dressing room. 

As I was preparing to leave, one of the other dancers stopped me. "Venus, Mr. Diamond and Staci want you to stop by their office before you go."

We walked out into the hall together. "Their office is that door over there."

I thanked her, walked over to the door she'd pointed to and knocked. 

A big voice on the other side boomed out. "Yes?"

"It's April, Jasmine said you wanted to see me."

"Come in."

I opened the door and immediately stopped. 

Mr. Diamond was lying back on the couch smoking a cigar. His pants were around his ankles. Staci was on her knees between his legs sucking his huge black cock. She was completely naked. Georgie was on his knees next to Mr. Diamond. He was holding a large glass ashtray. Mr. Diamond was holding on to Georgie's leash."

Mr. Diamond took a drag on his cigar and exhaled the smoke. "April, come in."

I timidly stepped into the room.

"Sweetheart, you were wonderful tonight. I loved that last number with the whip." He looked at me. "Will you come back next Saturday night? We're prepared to give you top billing on the neon sign in front of the club."

I smiled at Mr. Diamond. "Yes please, I would like that very much."

He took another drag on his cigar. "Well it's done then. We'll see you next Saturday night at the same time. Venus you are going to be a star at the Knight."

"Thank you sir."

I turned to leave. Just as I was about to open the door Staci took Mr. Diamond's cock out of her mouth and said, "April I understand that you and my husband got along quite well tonight."

I stopped and turned back around. For a moment I just looked at Staci. I wasn't quite sure what to say.

Staci noticed my discomfort and smiled. "Don't worry April. I'm happy that you and Georgie Porgie had a good time together. He was disappointed that we couldn't have a little session with your whip before you left." 

She licked her stud's cock, "Reggie wanted some attention. His needs come before Georgie's." She sighed. "Maybe you could bring your whip back next week. Georgie would really like that."

I smiled at Georgie. "I would be happy to bring my whip back. You still need to learn how to properly respect a woman and I would love to teach you."

Staci chuckled. "Georgie's not allowed to speak right now, but I am quite certain that he will look forward to that." Staci gave me a little wink and said, "Good night April. We'll all look forward to seeing you next Saturday".



April's Story Ch. 26



Note: This story is the twenty-sixth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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When I got back out to the club floor, everyone was standing up and ready to leave. As I looked at my friends, I realized that while I'd spent the evening working, they'd spent the evening drinking. They were all spiffed.

As soon as we got out to the limousines, Helen and Jessica corralled Jamal, Darbs, Adam, Danny and Jake . Helen giggled. She was a step beyond tiddly. "You guys are all riding with us."

Jessica grabbed Morris. "Come on baby were going to need a servant on the ride home."

The boys all got into the first limousine with Helen, Jessica and Morris.

Tony, Mandy, Cynthia, Big Julius, Traci, Lorraine, Ponce and I all got into the other Limousine.

Once we were seated I looked at Ponce and asked, "How much money do you have sweetheart?"

Ponce pulled out wads of bills. He had all of the tips from my stage dances and the money from my little tete-a-tete with Robert in the VIP room. We counted the money. My visit with Robert earned me $300.00. My stage dances brought in another $448.00. 

I took out the $660 I'd earned from the lap dances and grinned at Ponce. "Baby, I earned over $1400.00 tonight. If we combine the money I can earn at the Knight with the money we earn at the Goldenrod we could buy a house."

Ponce looked at me. "April would you like that?"

I grinned at my baby. "Ponce there is nothing in this world that I would like better than to live in a little house with you and Danny."

Ponce grinned. "Then that's what we're going to do."

Traci sighed. "What a wonderful fantasy."

I nodded. "It really is isn't it."

Just then our limo pulled up in front of Helen and Lorraine's house. 

Jessica, Helen and the boys were just opening the door to their limo when we arrived. Jake and Adam got out first. Danny, Jamal and Darbs came next. The three of them were pulling up their jeans and buckling their belts as they got out. 

Helen and Jessica followed them. They were both completely naked. Morris got out last. He was carrying Jessica and Helen's clothing.

We went into the house. As soon as we got inside, Helen clapped her hands and said, "Slaves bring beer. There are men in the house. They require your attention."

There was a brief moment of dismay when the other guys saw Ponce get up and leave the room with Lorraine and Morris. 

Danny smiled at our friends. "My buddy has a little submissive streak."

Everyone stared at Danny. After a moment Darb's shrugged and asked, "Does he enjoy it?"

Danny smiled. "Oh yes, he has a great time. April has a huge dominant streak."

Everyone looked at me. I grinned at them.

Jamal laughed. "Sounds to me like these two are even more perfect for each other than any of us realized."

Suddenly we heard Mandy say, "Tony you need to go to the kitchen with Ponce."

Everyone turned.

Tony's face was beet red. 

Mandy giggled. "Tony's also a slave."

Adam looked at his friend. "Is that true?'

Tony slowly nodded.

Adam smiled. "It's okay buddy. I think all of us have taken a big step towards being open minded tonight." He paused and then he winked at his friend. " I think you'd better get out in the kitchen and help the other slaves get us some beer. We're thirsty."

As Tony stood up, Adam got out of his chair, walked over to Tony's girlfriend and held out his hand. "Come here baby. Since it turns out that your boyfriend is really a slave, I think the two of us should get to know each other a little bit better tonight."

Mandy smiled, took his hand and stood up. "I think that's a wonderful idea."

Adam led Mandy over to the sofa and sat down. As soon as he was seated he pulled her down on top of him, kissed her and slipped his hand inside her tee shirt.

Mandy took a deep breath and said, "Oh my this is going to be fun."

As Tony was walking out of the parlor he turned and looked back at Mandy and Adam. The last thing he saw before he went into the kitchen was his best friend fondling his girlfriend's breast. 

Jessica sat down next to Jamal, kissed him hard on the lips and started unzipping his pants. She was of course still naked. As she was pulling his huge black cock out of his trousers her husband Morris walked in with a tray of beers for the men.

Except for the chastity cage on his cock, Morris was now also completely naked.

Jamal looked at Morris for a moment and then he asked, "What the fuck does he have on his cock?"

Jessica laughed and said, "That's a chastity cage. All of our slaves are required to wear them, especially when were entertaining men."

"What does it do?"

"It allows us to control their ability to have orgasms. Helen and I both believe that our slaves are much more attentive when they are denied sexual satisfaction. I only let Morris cum once a month."

Jamal whistled. "Mother fucker, I've never heard of anything like that before."

Morris set a beer down next to each of the guys. When he was done, Jessica looked at him and said, "Morris honey, look at this beautiful cock. I can't wait to get into my mouth." She started to giggle and looked over at me. "April honey I strongly advise you to find a nice little pussy wimp for a husband. That way you can have all the cock you want after you're married."

Helen was sitting on Darb's lap. She was also still naked. "She is right. Husband's should be nice pliable little wimps with great big wallets."

Jessica laughed. "And lovers should be large, macho men with great big cocks."

Helen looked at Mandy. Adam was pulling her tee shirt over her head. "That little Tony of yours looks like wonderful husband material. The guy who's undressing you right now is his roommate, isn't that correct?"

Mandy smiled. "Yes it is, and now that our little secret is out, I'm going to be having a lot more fun when I spend the night at their apartment."

Jessica nodded. "That's the spirit girl."

Just then Ponce, Tony and Lorraine walked in with a bottle of champagne and several glasses. 

All three of them were naked.

Everyone took a moment to stare at Lorraine. She really had a gorgeous woman's body. She had obviously spent lots of money on breast augmentation surgery and female hormones. Her skin was soft and smooth and she had a cute little girlie figure. Everything about her was very feminine until you looked at her crotch and saw her tiny penis locked in a chastity cage.

Suddenly Jake said, "Damn! Both Ponce and Lorraine are also wearing those chastity things."

I smiled at him. "Yes, I've learned from Helen and Jessica and they are correct. Ponce is much more attentive when I deny him the chance to have orgasms."

I looked over at Ponce. His face was beet red. He was very embarrassed.

Jamal looked at me. "So how often do you let Ponce have orgasms?"

Danny laughed. "Don't let her fool you. When it comes to being a dominatrix, April is a real softy. She gets my buddy off almost every day."

Helen shook her head. "April honey you really are going to have to work on developing your sadistic side."

Big Julius laughed. "I'm not sure that our buddy Ponce would agree with that."

I winked at Julius. "Oh yes he would." I looked over at Ponce. "You love it when I dominate you don't you baby."

Ponce grinned and nodded in agreement. Everyone started laughing."

After a moment Mandy said, "Where do you get those things. I think my little Tony needs one."

Helen smiled at her. "I think Lorraine has anticipated your request."

We all turned. Lorraine was holding a small box. She took it over to Mandy and handed it to her.

Mandy opened the box. "Wow, this is really wild." She looked up at Lorraine. "How does it work?"

"Call your boy over."

"Tony come over here."

Jessica laughed. "No! No! No! Mandy you sound like you're inviting him to join you. He's your slave, not your equal. Do it like this."

Jessica clapped her hands and said, "Tony come!" It sounded like she was calling a dog.

Jessica smiled at Mandy. "Now you try it."

Mandy giggled. She was giggling partly because being a dom was exciting to her, but she was also giggling because Adam was playing with her nipples.

She looked at Tony, clapped her hands and said, "Tony come."

Helen nodded. "Much better dear."

We all looked over at Helen. While all of us were watching Tony and Lorraine, Darb's had lost his trousers and boxer shorts. Helen was now straddling him. His cock was buried in her cunt.

Tony walked over to Mandy. 

Lorraine handed her the first piece of the cock cage. "Slip this over his balls."

Mandy tried to put it on, but fumbled for a moment. She turned to Adam and slapped his hand away from her breast. "Stop, this is hard enough without you distracting me like that."

Lorraine reached down and helped her. "Just like this dear."

Adam started kissing Mandy's neck. She turned back to him with an annoyed look. "If you keep harassing me I won't get this on Tony and you won't get to fuck me tonight."

Adam quickly stopped fondling Mandy. Everyone chuckled

Eventually everything was in place. Once Mandy snapped the lock shut, Lorraine handed Tony a gold anklet chain just like mine. There was a little brass key hanging from it. 

"Slave, this is the key to your chastity cage. Fasten it around your Mistress's ankle so she can wear it as a piece of jewelry."

Everyone clapped and cheered as Tony placed the chain on Mandy's ankle. 

As soon as Tony was locked in his chastity cage, a wide open orgy broke out in the room. Jamal was fucking Jessica. Darbs was fucking Helen. Adam and Mandy went at it on the couch. Traci grabbed Danny and pulled him over to an easy chair in the corner.

Jake looked at me. I winked at him. He came over. We didn't say anything to each other, I just pulled him down on top of me.

The parlor was saturated with sexual excitement. Both Jake and I were already excited. We didn't need to bother with foreplay, we just tore our clothes off and started fucking. 

As Jake mounted me I looked around. I was shocked to see Cynthia Parker on her knees giving Big Julius a blow job. He saw me looking at them and grinned at me.

The slaves were all kneeling obediently near the door. They were the only ones in the room that weren't having sex. I smiled to myself. That was appropriate, after all they were cucks.

Jamal and Darbs finished with Helen and Jessica first. They just switched places. Both Helen and Jessica immediately started giving the two guys blow jobs. I suspected that both of them would be erect again in a very short time. 

After Danny finished fucking Traci, she kissed him and said, "Thanks baby that was just what I needed." She giggled. "Now it's time for some kinky games."

Traci got up and walked over to Lorraine. "Helen told me that you have a nice collection of rubber cocks." She smiled. "How would you like to show them to me."

Lorraine smiled. "Nothing would make me happier." 

Traci took Lorraine's hand. As they started to leave, Cynthia Parker called to them, "Can I go with you?"

We all turned. Big Julius had obviously just ejaculated in her mouth. There was a dribble of his semen on the corner of her lips.

She looked around and saw everyone staring at her. She blushed and said, "I'm sorry I'm just so inexperienced. I want to learn and Traci and Lorraine appear to be so worldly."

Lorraine looked at Traci. Traci laughed and said, "Why not."

Lorraine turned to Cynthia. "Come on sweetheart, Traci and I will be happy to educate you."

Everyone turned and looked at Big Julius. He shrugged. "Hey the way I look at it, the more she knows, the better it is for me."

The whole room erupted into laughter. 

I didn't take long before I sensed that Jake was about to cum. 

I whispered to him, "Pull out of me sweetheart, I want to finish you with my mouth." I hadn't yet met a guy who was willing to pass up that offer. 

Jake rolled off of me and lay back in the chair. I put his cock in my mouth, sucked him to a nice orgasm and swallowed all of his semen.

I'd noticed that Traci, Jessica and Helen had all done the same thing. I think all of us understood that we were pushing the limits of how much kink these guys could handle. Seeing Lorraine, Ponce, Morris and Tony licking up their cum after they were done fucking us was probably a little too much for them to cope with on this evening.

If we weren't going to have the cucks clean us up, we were going to get awfully messy if we kept letting the guys cum inside us.

Danny, Adam and Big Julius were over in the corner talking to Ponce, Morris and Tony. The slaves were standing up now. The rules of the game were getting a little more relaxed. All of them were drinking beer. Jake walked over and joined them. Morris got him a beer.

I lay back in my chair and relaxed. It had been a long night. I was tired.

I looked over at Helen and Jessica. They were giving blow jobs to Darb's and Jamal. They were done fucking, they were just finishing the boys off.

Just then I heard Big Julius say, "Dammmmmmmn!"

I turned. Traci was walking into the parlor. She was wearing a leather harness around her waist. A huge rubber cock was attached to the front of the harness. It was right where it would have been if it was her own cock."

That however was not what caused Big Julius to swear.

Lorraine and Cynthia Parker were on their hands and knees next to Traci. They were both wearing dog collars and leashes. Traci was holding both of the leashes. 

Traci smiled at everyone. "It appears that we have one more slave in the house."

We all started to clap.

Lorraine stood up, reached down and pulled Cynthia up. 

Traci smiled at her and said, "Come on baby." She led Cynthia over to Big Julius. As she handed the leash to him, she said, "This slave is your exclusive property. I don't think she's interested in being shared."

Big Julius put his arms around Cynthia and kissed her. When he was done kissing her he picked her up and carried her over to the chair they had been sitting in earlier. He sat down, set Cynthia on his lap, put his arms around her and hugged her for the rest of the party.

As soon as Jamal and Darbs were done getting their blow jobs from Helen and Jessica they joined the other guys. Morris had a beer waiting for each of them.

Jamal took the bottle from Morris and smiled. "Thank you very much for the beer." He paused. "I hope you're not angry at us for what just happened."

Morris laughed. "No Jamal not at all. First of all, this is the life style we choose to lead. Jessica and Helen have been cuckolding Lorraine and me for many years. All four of us enjoy it." He paused. "Secondly both Lorraine and I love our wives very much. They just got fucked by two twenty year old black men. You do understand that's a major fantasy for many middle aged women."

He grinned at Jamal. "How could I ever deny the woman I love that pleasure." He shook his head. "No Jamal I am not only not angry with you, I am deeply in your debt."

Jamal and Darbs both laughed. Darbs said, "Anytime you want to go further into our debt, just give us a call. Both Helen and your wife are gorgeous women."

Morris laughed. "Gentlemen, I am quite sure that we have not seen the last of each other."

Ponce and Morris were about to get more beers for the men when Helen stood up.

"Cucks it's time for you to pleasure the wives. Tony you are responsible for Jessica. Lorraine, you of course belong to Traci for the rest of the evening. Ponce you're mine. She looked at Morris and smiled. "Morris dear you're going to be very busy. You're responsible for the needs of both Mandy and April."

I smiled. Helen and Jessica were wonderful. They loved their husbands and took very good care of them. For the last hour, Traci had been fulfilling Lorraine's fondest fantasies. Now Morris was being assigned the task of giving oral pleasure to two attractive nineteen year old girls.

For the next half hour Mandy and I took turns sitting on Morris's face. All three of us enjoyed ourselves.

When Mandy was taking her turn with Morris I watched the others.

All the guys were completely captivated by Lorraine and Traci. Traci was riding Lorraine's face. She would make her eat her pussy and then she would lean back and make her lick her asshole. When she tired of that, she would push the giant rubber cock into Lorraine's mouth and force her give her a "blow job".

I looked at Ponce. Helen was sitting on his face. My baby was very happy. 

Jessica was sitting on the couch next to them. Tony was on his knees licking her cunt.

Eventually we all got tired. The slaves started cleaning up the beer bottles and champagne glasses while Helen and Jessica took turns giving each of the men one more blow job.

While they were busy Traci, Mandy and I went out to the kitchen and took the chastity cages off each of the slaves. Traci gave Lorraine a long slow blow job. I did the same thing for Ponce and Tony. Mandy took care of Morris. 

It was after 5:00 am by the time we were done playing. Helen and Lorraine had a big house. We all retired to one of the bedrooms.

Helen slept with Jamal. Jessica slept with Darbs. Big Julius and Cynthia slept together, Mandy slept with Jake, Adam and Tony. Traci slept with Lorraine and Morris. I slept with Ponce and Danny.

I woke up at 11:00. Ponce was already up. Danny was still asleep. 

After I went to the bathroom, I wandered out to the kitchen. Traci, Big Julius, Cynthia, Jamal, Lorraine, Ponce and Morris were all there. Ponce handed me a cup of coffee. Lorraine and Morris were making Eggs Benedict for everyone.

There was a Sunday New York Times on the kitchen table. Cynthia was reading the clues for the crossword puzzle. 

I smiled to myself as I sat down at the table. Life was wonderful.



April's Story Ch. 27



Note: This story is the twenty-seventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



During the next week, Ponce and I started to talk more and more about buying a house. As we discussed it, our excitement grew.

A house quickly became an obsession for me. At the time I didn't really understand why. Now I suspect that it had to do with the sudden death of my father and my mother's immediate and almost total abandonment of me. I was seeking security.

My wildly promiscuous life style was probably also a factor. In less than six months I had gone from being a sheltered and naive teenager to living as an uninhibited libertine, dominatrix, and nude dancer. 

In any case, I wanted to buy a house and I wanted to live in it with Ponce and Danny.

Ponce was also excited, but I suspect he was really humoring me. He was excited about buying a house because I was excited about buying a house. He loved me.

Danny just liked being with us. He really didn't care where he lived as long as it was with Ponce and me.

Our jobs at The Goldenrod Supper Club provided plenty of money to take care of our daily needs. My second job at The Black Knight was going to provide the money we needed to buy a house.

On Monday, Ponce and I went to the bank and opened a savings account. We put it in both of our names and called it our house account. When we deposited the money I'd earned from my first evening dancing at the Knight I was so excited that I was giddy.

For the rest of the week we led a busy schedule. We went to class, worked at the Goldenrod and studied. When we did have some spare time Ponce and I spent it driving around the neighborhood looking for houses that were for sale.

On Saturday evening Ponce took me to work at the Black Knight. When we arrived I looked up at the huge neon sign over the door. I was amazed. The sign said, "Tonight our own Kelroy College coed, The Sizzling Venus!" 

It was a lucrative night. I started giving lap dances the moment I walked in the front door. During the evening I took four guys to the VIP room and gave each of them a blow job. 

At the end of the night Ponce and I left with just over Twenty-four hundred dollars. On the following Monday it went directly into the house fund. 

The Sunday after my second evening at the Black Knight, the whole gang came over to watch football. Everyone got to our apartment just before noon. It was fun we had lots of beer and snacks. After the party at Helen's we were all now very relaxed around each other.

Just as the second round of NFL games was about to start I stood up, looked at everyone and announced, "I have to pee." 

Darbs jumped up and said, "I have to go to."

I started laughing and challenged him. "I'll race you to the bathroom."

We both made a mad dash for the toilet. When we got to the bathroom door we got jammed together and had to wrestle our way through. Both of us were giggling hysterically.

Once we got into the bathroom a play fight ensued as we tried to prevent each other from unzipping our jeans.

I cheated. I grabbed hold of Darb's cock and squeezed it. That distracted him enough to give me time to pull down my jeans and my panties and sit down on the toilet.

Darbs really did have to go, so while I was peeing he took his cock out and started going in the sink. 

We watched each other. I was fascinated by the tight stream the urine that flowed from the tip of his huge black cock. I realized that even though I lived with two guys, I'd never seen either of them urinate. I don't think Darbs had ever seen a girl pee either. I spread my legs and leaned back on the toilet a little so that he could have a better view.

After he was finished, Darbs shook the excess droplets of piss off of the tip of his large black hose and then he turned and stared at me. He didn't bother to put his cock back in his pants.

I stared back at him, took two squares of toilet tissue from the roll, spread my legs even wider and made a big show of dabbing the excess drops of pee from the lips of my pussy. 

As I wiped myself I noticed that Darb's cock was growing. I took a deep breath. I was also getting excited. 

I dropped the tissue into the bowl and flushed the toilet. As the water was swirling around in the bowl I wiggled my finger at Darbs and invited him to come closer. Once he was within my reach I grabbed hold of his huge cock and gave it a firm squeeze. As soon as he was fully erect I leaned forward and started giving him a blow job.

Adam walked into the bathroom just as Darbs was shooting his load of semen into my mouth. He was yelling, "You guys can't hog the bathroom. This is a beer party. Other people have to pee to."

Suddenly he realized what Darbs and I were doing and he stopped talking.

Adam watched as I wiped Darb's cum from my lips with my fingers. I winked at him as I lasciviously put my fingers into my mouth, licked them clean and stood up. As I pulled up my panties and my jeans I said, "When you're done taking care of your business in here why don't you meet me in my bedroom."

Adam unzipped his pants, stood over the toilet and took his cock out. As he started to pee he said, "I'll be right there."

Darbs went out to the living room and announced to everyone that I was giving blow jobs in the bedroom.

Mandy jumped up and said, "Hey I want in on some of this action."

She went into Danny's bedroom.

That afternoon every guy there got two blow jobs; one from Mandy and one from me. 

That is every guy but Tony and Ponce. They were cucks. We all agreed that cucks don't get their cocks sucked during football parties.

Catherine Parker and Big Julius of course watched all of this and shook their heads in amazement. 

The following Sunday we actually had an organized orgy.

Mandy set up in Danny's bedroom and I set up in my bedroom.

There were five guys. Each of them drew a number to establish their turn. Ponce and Tony were responsible for organizing the drawing.

The guy who drew number one went to Mandy, number two came to me and three went to Mandy when number one was finished. Four came to me when number two was finished. Five went to Mandy when three was finished. 

Once four was done number one came to me for his second fuck of the afternoon. This system allowed all five guys to visit both Mandy and me one time.

It also meant that both Mandy and I got fucked at least five times on Sunday afternoon.

Mandy and I were the ones who changed the game from blow jobs to fucking. Blow jobs are fun but there is nothing that can match the pleasure of a long slow fuck.

Needless to say, neither Ponce nor Tony was going to be allowed to be an actual participant. Football orgies were for men not cuckold slaves.

We all agreed that they would wear their chastity cages and act as servants. In addition to organizing the drawing, they were responsible for serving beer and sponging Mandy and I off between men.

Mandy and I also decided that all the men would wear condoms. It gets awfully messy when five guys start cumming inside you. Because of that rule Ponce and Tony had one more duty. As each guy came in to take his turn with us, they were responsible to see that he had a condom.

Catherine and Julius still attended the parties. They were both very close friends, but they just watched football and took care of the refreshments.

The day was a fantastic success. In fact we all had so much fun that the party became a standing Sunday afternoon get together. 

When the NFL season ended, we smoothly slid over to watching NBA basketball. Everyone was enjoying our fuck parties so much that we would have continued them even if we had to watch old Three Stooges movies. 

Three months passed.

It was early March. Life continued to be very busy. I went to school, worked at The Goldenrod five nights a week, danced every Saturday evening at The Black Knight and pulled a train for five guys every Sunday afternoon.

In the little spare time that we had, Ponce and I continued to search for a house that we wanted to buy. We found it on Friday March 6th. It was a tiny brick bungalow about two miles from Kelroy. 

The realtor showed it to us over our lunch hour. It was the most beautiful house I'd ever seen. It wasn't large. There were only two bedrooms, but that was all we needed. Between the two bedrooms there was a full bathroom with a wonderful shower stall.

The house was built in 1924. The living room and dining room were trimmed with the wonderful dark woodwork that was popular at the time. The dining room had a built in wood buffet. The living room was small, but had a very nice fireplace trimmed with the same dark wood as the buffet in the dining room.

The kitchen was also small, but well designed. There was a built in oven, range and dishwasher. There was also a small half bathroom next to the kitchen.

When we went down into the basement we found a small laundry room and an even smaller tool room. Those rooms were both small because the rest of the basement was taken up by a large cedar paneled recreation room. The room had a full wet bar, a built in gas fireplace and enough space for a large television, several comfortable chairs and a pool table.

Next to the recreation room there was another full bathroom with the largest shower I'd ever seen.

We went back upstairs and walked out the back door. There was a screen porch that overlooked a small back yard that bordered a large marsh that was teeming with red winged black birds and mallard ducks.

After looking at the house Ponce and I walked back out the front door. 

We were standing in the front yard discussing the things we liked about the property when we noticed it for the first time. We were so focused on the house when we first arrived that we'd completely missed it. Directly across the street there was a small park. The centerpiece of this park was a full outdoor basketball court.

I grabbed Ponce and hugged him. There were tears of happiness running down my cheeks. 

The house was expensive. They were asking $349,000.00. The realtor was pretty sure we could buy it for $320,000.00. 

As we drove home, I called our bank and made an appointment to see a loan officer on Monday morning at 9:00 am.

We had $26,000.00 in our house account. I was pretty sure that if I really hustled Saturday night, I could easily earn another $2000.00 at the Knight. 

All weekend I worried that we weren't going to have enough money for the down payment.

At nine o'clock Monday morning Ponce and I walked up to the receptionist sitting at the front desk of the Agriculture and Commerce State Bank. 

She smiled at us and said, "Good morning, how may I help?"

I smiled back. "I'm April Hansen, this is Marion Poncley. We have a nine o'clock appointment with Howard Bengston."

The receptionist picked up her telephone. After a moment she said, "Mr. Bengston your nine o'clock is here." She paused, "Very good sir."

She hung up her telephone, reached into her desk, pulled out a blue folder that had Agriculture and Commerce State Bank printed on the front and handed it to us. "Please take this over to that table and fill out the mortgage application inside. When you're done bring it back to me."

Ponce and I spent the next twenty minutes filling out the form. When we got to the section about occupations we listed Ponce as a bartender and me as a cocktail waitress and an exotic dancer. We also listed ourselves as full time students at Kelroy College.

When we got to our annual income we had to guess, but we estimated that between our jobs at the Goldenrod and my job at the Black Knight, our annual income was over sixty thousand dollars a year.

Once we were finished we returned the form to the receptionist, sat down and waited.

She brought our folder into a corner office and came back out. After about ten minutes an overweight middle aged man stepped of the corner office. He walked directly over to us and extended his hand.

"Hello, I'm Howard Bengston. Please come into my office."

As soon as we got into his office Mr. Bengston pointed to two chairs in front of his desk. "Please be seated."

As we were sitting down I noticed our mortgage application was on Mr. Bengston's desk.

Once all three of us were settled Mr. Bengston looked at us and said, "The two of you are certainly very industrious. You're full time students at a prestigious local college and both of you work thirty hours a week at a downtown supper club."

He picked up our application. "Ms. Hansen you stated that you make ten thousand dollars a year working one night a week as a dancer at the Black Knight night club." He wrinkled his brow. "Are you sure that's not a bit of an exaggeration."

I shook my head. "Absolutely not, if anything I underestimated my income there. On a good Saturday night I can easily make over two thousand dollars dancing at the Knight."

Mr. Bengston raised his eyebrows. "Goodness, I had no idea that exotic dancing was so lucrative."

I smiled. "Believe me, it's very lucrative."

Mr. Bengston laid our application down on his desk and looked at Ponce and me. After a moment he said, "You appear to be two very intelligent, hard working people. There are some people that might question Ms. Hansen's choice of occupation, but I don't believe that's any of my concern. My job is to decide if you're good credit risks for the bank."

He shrugged. "How much do you want to borrow?"

I started to get excited. "We're looking at a house that is priced at $349,000. We hope to be able to buy it for a little less than that."

He thought for a moment and then he smiled. "Based on the income data that you provided me and the fact that you are students at Kelroy, I would have no difficulty authorizing a loan of that amount."

I smiled at Ponce. 

"But you will need at least a ten percent down payment. On your form you report a savings account of about $26,000. For a house in the price range you are describing, you will need another six to nine thousand dollars."

Suddenly I got very nervous. We had scraped together every penny we could find to come up with the twenty-six thousand. 

I looked at Mr. Bengston, "Sir there is wonderful little house that we want to buy right now. It's perfect for us. Couldn't you give us a break and lower the down payment just a little bit?"

He shook his head. "I wish I could. I am already taking a chance on the two of you. There are many bankers that would say exotic dancing is not a reliable profession."

He stood up. "Those are my terms. I will authorize a mortgage on a $350,000 home, but you have to come up with the full ten percent down payment."

We stood up. 

He shook both of our hands and said, "You may have to save a little longer. There will be other houses." 

As we walked out of the bank, I was overcome by an overwhelming sense of sadness. I couldn't explain it. I knew it wasn't logical, but I felt like crying.

Ponce sensed it right away. He looked at me. "April, we'll find a way to make this work and if we don't there are other houses.

I shook my head. "This house is so perfect." I hugged Ponce. "Ever since we found it I've done nothing but dream about living there with you and Danny."

Ponce hugged me back. "It's a wonderful dream. Let's start thinking, maybe we can still find a way to make this all work out."

We were both quiet as we drove back to school. 

Just as we were pulling into the parking lot I turned to Ponce. "I could start dancing at the Knight on Sunday evenings. I know the club isn't as crowded on Sundays as it is on Saturdays, but I'll bet I could still make a $1000.00 a night. It would just take us a few more weeks to put together enough money for the down payment. Maybe the house will still be for sale."

Ponce smiled at me. "That's one possible solution." He shook his head. "It would mean you'd be working every night of the week. Your current schedule is already wearing you down. I'm worried about you. You've got to have some time to rest." He shrugged, "I hope we can find some other way to do this."

As we walked to class I said, "You see what you can come up with. In the meantime I'm going to call Staci and ask her to start scheduling me to work on Sunday nights."

After class, we went to work at the Goldenrod. It was a quiet Monday night. There was a small crowd at the bar getting ready to watch a baseball game, but otherwise, it was slow.

About nine o'clock I noticed Ponce, Danny and Mr. Ballantine huddled together at one end of the bar.

After Mr. Ballantine left I walked over to them. "What was that all about?"

Danny shrugged. "Nothing big, Mr. Ballantine was just asking us how we thought everything was going behind the bar."

Just after 10:00 Mr. Ballantine came back into the bar and again huddled with Ponce and Danny. Mr. Ballantine talked for a moment and then both Ponce and Danny nodded. They shook hands and Mr. Ballantine went back to the restaurant.

It was obvious that my boys were cooking something up, but I was exhausted. Ponce was right, my schedule was overwhelming me. It was almost 10:30. Frankly I was too tired to worry about what they were up to.

As we were driving home Ponce said, "George Thomas, the head bartender is having a poker party at his place after work tomorrow night. All the bartenders are going. Danny and I would like to go."

I smiled at Ponce and Danny. We were starting to act like a three way version of an old married couple. I suppose it had to do with the fact that I was so strict about their going to class and keeping the apartment clean. I knew they liked the structure in their lives. 

I guess everyone likes a little structure. I know I do. I suppose that's one of the reasons I wanted to buy a house so badly.

I looked at my boys. "I think you should go. I want you to go. You deserve to go. Both of you work really hard." 

Ponce looked at me. "Will you be okay if we leave you alone tomorrow night after work?"

"Will you drive me home before you go?"

He laughed. "Of course we will." 

I sighed, "Then I'll be fine." I grabbed Ponce's arm. "I'll just go home, take a shower and go to bed. The quiet will actually be very nice." 

On Tuesday I called the Realtor on my cell phone while Ponce was driving us to work. The house still wasn't sold and as far as he knew, there weren't any other interested buyers.

I started to feel optimistic again. Maybe we still had a chance to get the house.

The time passed quickly at work. There was a trade show at the Civic Auditorium. The Goldenrod was packed with salesmen and buyers. 

I was exhausted by the time our shift ended at 10:30. On the way home from work I cuddled up to Danny's shoulder and dozed off while Ponce drove the truck. 

When we got to the apartment, I started to say goodnight. 

Ponce smiled at me and got out of the truck. "We'll go after I've seen you safely into the apartment."

My babydoll walked me to the door. I almost felt like we were high school kids at the end of a date.

When we got into the apartment I kissed Ponce and said, "Go have fun. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I'm going to take a shower and go straight to bed."

He smiled and said, "I want one more kiss before I go."

I laughed and said, "Okay, but just one. I don't want to spoil you."

I kissed Ponce and then I patted his butt. "Have a good time sweetheart."

When I think back to that moment I wish I'd given Ponce a thousand kisses.



April's Story Ch. 28



Note: This story is the twenty-eighth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

The noise wouldn't stop. I tried to ignore it, but it refused to go away. I rolled over and opened my eyes. Ponce wasn't in bed next to me. Apparently he'd never made it home last night.

The banging continued. Someone was pounding on the door. I looked at my alarm clock. It was 6:30 in the morning. I got up, found my robe and walked into the living room. Someone was still pounding on the door.

"Hold on, I'm coming." 

I looked through the peephole. There were two uniformed police officers in the hallway.

Suddenly I was frightened. I opened the door a crack and peered out. "How can I help you officers?"

"May we come in?"

"What's this about?"

"Do you know Marion Poncley and Daniel Gerard?'

"Yes, are they in some kind of trouble?"

"Ma'am, please let us come in."

I opened the door. Both officers stepped into the living room.

One of the officers was a young man. The other was middle aged. 

The older officer looked at me. "Please let me introduce myself, I'm Sergeant Ed Mathews."

I smiled at him. "I'm April Hansen."

"April, how do you know Mr. Poncley and Mr. Gerard?"

"Ponce is my boyfriend, Danny is our closest friend. We all live together in this apartment." I stopped and looked at Sergeant Mathews. "Are they alright?"

He took a deep breath. "April, have you ever heard of a Community Center on the north side of the city called the Tomb?"

A chill went through me as everything suddenly became clear. The quiet conference with Mr. Ballantine and the pretend card game at George Thomas's house now made sense. My boys entered the Tuesday night two on two basketball tournament at the Tomb. Jamal said they'd won it before. I'm sure they saw it as an easy way to get the rest of the money for the down payment on the house.

I looked at Sergeant Mathews. "Yes, I'm very familiar with the Tomb. I've played basketball there."

Sergeant Mathews raised his eyebrows. "Indeed."

I was starting to get very nervous. I raised my voice. "Sergeant Mathews are my boys all right?"

He took a deep breath. "April, Marion Poncley and Daniel Gerard were both shot to death outside the Tomb at about 2:30 this morning."

I stared at him.

"Our sources tell us that they won a lot of money at a late night basketball tournament. It was a robbery. From what we can gather from the few witnesses that will say anything, it appears that they were accosted as soon as they walked out of the community center. They refused to give up their winnings. A fight broke out. Shots were fired. Both men were killed instantly.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. I just kept staring at him.

"Ms. Hansen we need to have you come downtown with us. In a crime like this one, we need to make sure that we actually have the correct identities for the victims." He paused. "Would you please get dressed."

At that point I was only capable of responding. I went to the bedroom and put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. As soon as I was dressed I came back to the living room, grabbed my purse and said, "I'm ready, let's go." 

The trip downtown was done in complete silence. I don't think Sergeant Mathews had any idea about what to say to me. When we got to the morgue, the younger office stayed with the car while Sergeant Mathews and I went inside.

We were met at the front desk by a bald headed man in his mid forties. He introduced himself as John Folker. I really didn't care what his name was.

He told us to follow him. We passed through a set of double doors. I glanced around; we were in a room that looked like a hospital surgery center. There was medical equipment everywhere. In the center of the room there were three tables that looked like operating tables. I assumed that they were for autopsies.

He brought us through another door into a refrigerated room. All four walls were covered with drawers. He took us to a drawer on the left wall and pulled it open. Danny's body was lying in the drawer. There were three bullet holes in his upper chest. As I stood there and looked at him tears started to run down my cheeks.

Sergeant Mathews asked very quietly, "April can you identify this man?"

It took every bit of control that I could muster to say, "Yes, this is Danny Gerard."

Mr. Folker closed that drawer and opened the one next to it.

It was my baby Ponce. There were four bullet holes in his chest and two in his neck.

Sergeant Mathews again asked in a very quiet voice, "April can you identify this man?"

I couldn't move. I couldn't respond.

He asked me a second time, "April can you identify this man?"

I just stared at Ponce's body. I could barely hear Sergeant Mathews.

He tried again. "April is this Marion Poncley?"

I looked at him and slowly nodded my head. 

Sergeant Mathews and his partner drove me home.

As soon I got into the apartment I sat down on the couch. I didn't feel good, I didn't feel bad. I was numb, I didn't feel at all. I don't know how long I sat on the couch. It might have been minutes, it might have been hours. 

Eventually I decided that I wanted to take a shower. I took my clothes off, turned on the water, stepped into the bath tub and closed the shower curtain.

The warm water felt good. I closed my eyes and started to relax. As I relaxed my self control weakened. I began to cry. My knees buckled and my body slowly collapsed. Eventually I was lying huddled in the bottom of the bath tub with a gentle rain of warm water pouring onto me. As I lay there my cries turned into sobs. 

I don't know how long I lay sobbing in the bottom of the shower. It really didn't matter. Time was no longer relevant. Life was no longer relevant. In the space of two months my father died, my mother abandoned me and my true love and my closest friend were both ruthlessly murdered.

I was ready to give up on life. I wanted to throw in the towel. I wanted to quit. I closed my eyes. I just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up again.

As I was drifting off I felt a hand reach out and grab me. I tried to push the hand away. It was bothering me. It was a nuisance. I just wanted to be left alone.

Another hand grabbed me. I gradually realized that I was being lifted out of the tub. I didn't resist. I didn't help. At this point I was incapable of action.

The hands pulled me from the tub. As soon as I was out someone wrapped a towel around my shoulders.

I opened my eyes. Lorraine was standing there. Morris, Helen and Jessica were right behind him. 

Lorraine put his arms around me. "Don't worry April, we're here. We'll take care of you."

They took me back to their house and put me to bed. 

I cried all night long. Lorraine stayed with me the entire time. He held me in his arms and gently rocked me back and forth while I wept.

That night I not only wept for Ponce and Danny, I also wept for my father. 

The next day Helen and Lorraine invited me to move in with them. I accepted.

That afternoon I called the Goldenrod. Mr. Ballantine told me that I could have a leave of absence for as long as I needed it. Next I called Staci at the Black Knight and told her that I wasn't sure when I would be ready to dance again. She understood.

Ponce's funeral was held on Friday in his home town in central Wisconsin. Morris rented three Lincoln Town Cars. Helen, Jessica, Morris, Lorraine, Jamal, Darb's, Adam, Jake, Tony, Mandy, Big Julius, Cynthia Parker and I all went as a group.

After Ponce's funeral was over we drove home. Early the next morning all of us went to the airport. Morris had purchased airline tickets. We all flew to Columbus, Ohio and attended Danny's funeral.

Once the funerals were over and life settled down, I feel into a period of depression. I quit my jobs at the Goldenrod and the Black Knight. I just couldn't bear to go back to either of those places.

I wanted to quit school, but Lorraine wouldn't hear of it. For the next three months he drove me to class every morning and picked me up every afternoon.

Helen and Lorraine gave me a job working in the Boutique. They didn't really need any help. I didn't actually need to work. They were more than happy to support me while I was going to school. Working at the Boutique was an easy way for them to give me spending money without embarrassing me.

I also lost all interest in sex. The guys were wonderful. Every one of them acknowledged that change and accepted me as "just a friend".

With Lorraine's help, I finished the rest of the school year. 

When summer came Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris took me to Europe. They hired two women to take care of the Boutique. We were gone for a month. It was a wonderful trip. For a little while I actually forgot how sad I was. 



April's Story Ch. 29



Note: This story is the twenty-ninth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

The trip to Europe marked the beginning of the end of my period of depression. I was still sad, but I was starting to be able to smile and have fun again. Going to school became a pleasure. Lorraine bought me a car. I no longer needed him to bring me to Kelroy every day. I felt good enough that I could drive on my own.

I started to study in the library in the evening. I loved being with Helen and Lorraine, but I knew they needed some time to themselves. Helen hadn't taken a live in lover since I moved in with them and she didn't go out much, so I knew she wasn't seeing many men. I was certain she was doing this out of concern for my feelings. I wanted to give her a chance to resume her old lifestyle. It was also good for me to start spending more time around other students. I told Lorraine about this. He agreed with me.  

About a week after my conversation with Lorraine I walked into the house just a little after ten o'clock. I'd been studying in the library. I heard voices as I walked by the parlor. I looked in, a handsome middle aged man was lying back on the couch. His pants were around his ankles. Helen was on her knees giving him a blow job. She was naked. Her lover looked up and noticed me. This caused Helen to turn. I quickly moved away from the parlor door. 

Helen ran out into the hall. "April, I'm so sorry. I lost track of the time. I meant to have Vic out of here long before you got home."

I smiled at Helen. "Thank you for being concerned, but it's alright. It doesn't bother me." I kissed her cheek. "I want you to do this. It's an important part of your life." 

Helen stared into my eyes. "Are you sure you're okay with this?"

I nodded, "Yes I am very sure." I paused. "Helen, I think it's time for you to have a live in lover again."

Helen beamed. "April honey if you're sure it wouldn't bother you, I would love that."

I smiled at her, "Helen, I would also love it."

"So would I."

We both turned. Lorraine was grinning at us.

He looked at Helen. "Now that we have that settled, you'd better get back into the parlor and attend to Vic before that big cock of his starts to get soft." 

A week later I was studying at a desk in the library stacks. It was just after 8:00 pm.

The stacks were my favorite place to study. At the end of each row of books there were two desks. Each one was built into a carrel. There was generally someone in the other carrel, but people went to the stacks to work not to socialize; personal privacy was respected. 

I was trying to learn calculus. The course was a graduation requirement. I was an English Literature major, math was my weakness. I was tearing my hair out and cursing like a sailor. No matter how hard I tried, I could not figure out how to solve the problem I was working on.

Suddenly, I heard this soft voice behind me. "Hey it's not that bad. If you let me, I think I can help you."

I turned. There was this short, rather feminine looking guy standing there smiling at me.

I was doing much better, but I was still very withdrawn. You might say the walls were still up. I looked at him and snapped, "Go away bug."

The poor guy hung his head and slumped away.

As I watched him leave, I started to feel awful. How could I be that cruel? He was just trying to be nice.

I called to him. "Hey guy, I'm sorry."

He stopped.

"I didn't mean to be rude. Please come back. You don't have to help me. I just want to apologize for being mean to you, okay? 

He turned and looked at me. He had eyes like a cocker spaniel.

"Please come back and let me apologize."

He walked towards me very cautiously. He was shy.

I extended my hand. "Hi I'm April Hansen."

He smiled. "Oh I know who you are. Everyone knows who you are."

I nodded. "Yes, I guess everyone knows the campus slut."

"No, No, please forgive me. I didn't mean it like that." He smiled at me. "Don't you know? You're the prettiest girl at this school."

I smiled, "You're really sweet." And then I paused. "But, you've heard the gossip right?"

"Yea, I've heard it all." He looked at me. He got bolder. "It doesn't matter; you're still the prettiest girl on this campus."

My guard went back up. "Hey guy you're really sweet, but the stories are all true." I shook my head. "I'm going through a really tough time right now, I'm off dating. It's nothing against you, I just don't want to get involved with anyone." I shrugged. "It's just a bad time for me, okay?"

He held up his hand to stop me. "No, please; you misunderstood me." He laughed. "You're way out of my league. I just thought I could help you with your math."

I looked at him. After a moment I said, "I'm sorry; I was out of line." I smiled. "I'm not out of your league. You're a really cute guy. If I wasn't so screwed up right now I'd love to go out with you."

He cautiously extended his hand. "I'm Mark Peters. It's nice to meet you April?"

"Are you really willing to be seen in public with the campus slut?"

"April, you weren't the campus slut. You were Marion Poncley's girlfriend."

I looked at him. "Did you know Ponce?'

He smiled. "Just barely, I only talked to him one time."

"Tell me."

"I was walking home from the library when I was a freshman. A group of frat boys caught me behind the science building. They were drunk. They thought it would be fun to beat up a dork like me. One of them held me while the others took turns hitting me in the stomach."

He looked at me. "I'm sorry, I'm not very brave. When the first guy hit me, I started crying. They started laughing at me." He paused. "Just then Ponce came around the corner. He stopped and looked at what was going on. After a moment he walked over, grabbed the frat boy that was hitting me and threw him to the ground. The other frat boys all ran. They were cowards. Ponce picked up the guy who was on the ground and told him to run away with his little coward buddies."

Mark laughed. "The guy ran like a scared rabbit. After he was gone Ponce asked me if I was okay. I told him I was. Ponce walked to my dorm with me just to make sure they wouldn't bother me again."

Mark stared into my eyes. "April I am so sorry about what happened to him. He was a really good guy."

I started to cry. "Mark I loved him so much."

He gently touched my shoulder. "I can understand why."

I looked at Mark. "Were you really serious about helping me with my calculus?

He nodded. "Yes, I would love to help you."

"Can we go to the main reading room so we can both sit at a table together?"

He took a deep breath. "Are you really willing to be seen with a nerd like me?"

I laughed. "Are you really willing to be seen with the campus slut?"

"April, I would love to be seen with you."

I stopped. "Mark, I'm not going to go back to your room and have sex with you."

He laughed out loud. "I understand that. Hey, all I am asking is for you to let me help you with your math. I would enjoy that." And then he stopped and very seriously said, "But you could at least leave me a little room for a fantasy okay."

I looked at him. There was a mischievous grin on his face. He was teasing me. I was quickly growing to like this little man. 

Mark and I started meeting in the library two nights a week so he could help me with my calculus. He was a good teacher. What was a previously incomprehensible form of mathematics quickly started to make sense to me.

We also enjoyed each other. Mark had a wonderful sense of humor and loved to laugh. It wasn't long before we were studying together every night of the week.

It was obvious that Mark liked me; actually it was pretty apparent that he had a huge crush on me. I kept telling myself that I wasn't ready for a relationship with another guy. It was still too soon. I stubbornly refused to allow myself to let Mark cross the boundary from friend to boyfriend.

Mark was wonderful. He didn't demand anything from me, yet he still fawned over me. 

When we were studying, I never had to move. If I wanted a soda all I had to say was, Mark would you please get me a Diet Coke. He would obediently jump up and run to the soda machine. Unconsciously I was starting to treat him like he was my slave.

I also started teasing him. The first time, it happened by accident. One night I happened to wear a rather low cut blouse that Helen had given me. I wasn't wearing a bra underneath the blouse. It wasn't deliberate. I don't have very big breasts; I frequently go braless. 

About halfway through the evening I caught Mark stealing a glance down my blouse. He didn't realize that I'd caught him and I didn't want to embarrass him so I didn't say anything.

As we continued studying, I thought about what had happened. For the first time since Ponce and Danny died, I felt a little tingle of sexual excitement between my thighs. 

I excused myself and went to the rest room. I wanted to be certain that Mark didn't see me as I unfastened one more button on my blouse. When I returned to the table I leaned forward. As I leaned forward I was certain that Mark could now see all of my bare breasts. I spent the rest of the evening sadistically teasing my naive little friend.

That night as I lay in bed, I thought about what I'd done to Mark. I already knew I was an exhibitionist. You don't work as a nude dancer if you're not an exhibitionist. Part of the thrill I got from teasing Mark was simply the fun of knowing he was peeking at my breasts.

But I knew that wasn't the only reason I got a thrill from teasing Mark. When Ponce and I used to play our sex games I quickly discovered that I had a very healthy sadistic streak. Ponce was of course a masochist, so we complimented each other nicely. As I lay in the dark I realized that when I was teasing Mark I got my biggest thrill from the knowledge that I wasn't going to give him any sexual release. The idea of getting him excited and then sending him home horny and frustrated was very tantalizing to me.

This little sport of arousal and denial was central to many of the games Ponce and I used to play. 

For a while I lay in bed fondly remembering the fun Ponce and I used to have. He loved the sweet torture of having to kneel obediently and watch while I sucked Danny's cock and then let him fuck me.

I thought about the Sunday afternoon football sex parties. I loved all the fucking, but what really made it exciting for both Ponce and me was knowing that he would have to watch in frustration while other men enjoyed my body.

At the end of those evenings I would lie in bed with Ponce. We would both be naked. He would still be wearing his cock cage. He loved lying there listening to me as I described the different ways that each of my lovers fucked me during the party.

While Ponce lay next to me enthralled by my account of the adventures of the day, I would go down on him. We both enjoyed the anguish he would have to endure as I sadistically licked the outside of his cock cage while I described the pleasure I gave my lovers as I sucked their huge erections.

The pleasure I got from getting Mark excited and then sending him home frustrated was just a tiny taste of the fun that I used to have with my baby Ponce.

I did remember that I always ended the evening by taking off Ponce's chastity cage and giving him a nice long hand job. For a moment I felt guilty about not doing the same thing for Mark. The guilt didn't last long. The rationalizations came quickly. The first one was of course, that I just wasn't ready for another intimate relationship. The rational that I finally used to justify my behavior was that Mark could always go home and satisfy himself by masturbating.

In retrospect, I now realize that I was just being selfish. I wanted my pleasure without giving anything to Mark. 

for the next several weeks I continued my library teasing games with Mark. Occasionally I'd bend over and give him a quick peek at my tits. From time to time, my hand would accidentally brush the inside of Mark's thigh or my foot would bump into his ankle. It was pretty tame stuff. You might say that Mark and I had all the sexual sophistication of a pair of immature ninth graders.

About a month later things started to heat up a little. We were taking a study break on the library steps. Mark and I were all alone.

He turned to me and said, "April can I ask you a question about your past?"

I stared at him. My defenses went up. I was about to say no, when I stopped. I suddenly realized that I was being foolish. Mark was now my best friend. He had the right to ask some personal questions.

I smiled at him. "What would you like to know?"

"Did you really work as a stripper?"

I laughed. "Yes Mark, I worked downtown at the Black Knight."

He thought about this. After a moment he said, "I've been to a strip club one time. Did you really take your clothes off in front of a room full of guys?"

I suddenly felt a little tingle of excitement between my thighs. Mark had just provided me with another way to tease and torment him.

"Yes Mark, that's what strippers do."

"Did you take your panties off?'

I smiled and slowly nodded my head. "Yes Mark, when I danced on the stage, I took my panties off."

He just stared at me. He didn't say anything. I think he was completely overwhelmed.

I was enjoying this. I didn't want it to stop. I could see that he needed a little prodding.

I picked up his hand and held on to it. "Mark we're good friends. You can ask me anything you want."

He continued to stare at me. It was obvious that he was trying to build up his courage. After a moment he asked, "Did you show them your thing?"

I burst out laughing. Mark's face turned beet red. He stared at the floor. I suddenly felt awful. I'd accidentally embarrassed him.

I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to embarrass you. It's just that I don't have a thing. Honey, you have a thing, I have a pussy."

Mark looked at me and started smiling again.

I leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Yes Mark I showed them my pussy. I showed my pussy to lots and lots of guys."

Mark started to stare at me again. My poor baby just wasn't very worldly. I was having fun. I didn't want this to end. 

I kissed his cheek. "I also gave guys lap dances."

Mark looked down at the steps. "My friends tried to get me to buy one of those."

"Did you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I was afraid."

"What were you afraid of?"

Mark looked at me. He was blushing. "That's kind of personal."

"You're asking me personal questions."

He hesitated for a moment and then he said, "I was afraid I'd make a mess."

"You mean you were worried you might cum in your pants?"

He shook his head yes.

I smiled at him. "Baby lots of guys do. It wouldn't have been that big a deal."

He looked at me. "Did lot's of guys cum when you were giving them lap dances?"

I nodded. "Yes, lots of them."

"What wear you wearing?"

"I was naked Mark. All the girls are totally nude when they do lap dances at the Black Knight."

Mark was getting bolder. "Did you ever touch a guy's thing?"

"I was sitting right on it. That was part of a lap dance. We deliberately rubbed our pussies on the guy's cock."

Mark stared at me for a moment. I think I shocked him when I said the word cock.

I giggled. "It's okay, we're adults. We can say the words cock and pussy to each other."

He smiled at me. "Did you ever touch a guy's," He hesitated and then he said it. "Cock with your hand?"

"Yes Mark, lots of times."

"Isn't that illegal?"

"Yes, but the police don't seem to worry too much about what goes on inside the Black Knight."

"Did you ever do anything else with guys?"

"Do you really want to know? Mark I was pretty wild. Remember, when I first met you; I told you that all the rumors about me were true."

Mark nodded.

"Are you sure you want to know this?"

"Yes, April I do." He paused. "You're a wonderful person. I really like you. You're my friend. There's nothing you could tell me that would make me think less of you."

I kissed his cheek. "Mark I really like you to and I'm glad we're friends."

I stared at him, "You're sure?"

He nodded. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Okay." I took a deep breath. I was getting very excited. "At the Black Knight there is a place they call the VIP room. For $150.00 I would take a guy there and give him a private lap dance. If the guy gave me another $200.00 I'd give him a blow job."

Mark stared at me. After a moment he said, "Wow!" 

The next day I met Mark for lunch. 

As we were eating I leaned over and kissed his cheek. While I was kissing him I said, "Why don't we study in your room tonight."

Mark stared at me. He was speechless. 

I giggled. "It's okay, you'll be safe."

He finally managed to stammer out, "I would like that very much."

After my last class, I went home to Helen's house. Before dinner I spent a good hour trying on outfits and applying my makeup. I wanted to look very sexy for Mark. Teasing him was getting me more and more excited. I ended up choosing a crop top tee shirt from my old ward robe. It said, "Spoiled Brat" across the front. I added a very short denim skirt and a pair of open toed, high heeled sandals. 

The hottest part of my outfit was the least visible. Earlier in the week while I was working in the boutique, I'd picked out of very sexy white lace thong. These panties were particularly hot because they were a size too small for me. They were so tight that when I put them on, the lips of my pussy spilled out of the crotch. Mark was in for a very hot show tonight.

After I got dressed I applied my makeup. I was careful to add a little extra eye shadow.

When I stood in front of the mirror, I was very pleased. I'd created the exact appearance I'd been seeking. I looked like a slut.

As soon as I was dressed I went out to have dinner. 

About a week earlier, Helen had taken a live in lover. His name was David. David was a extraordinarily handsome man in his late forties. He was also very nice. Both Lorraine and I liked him.

Helen and David were already seated when I came into the dining room. 

When I sat down David looked at me and said, "April you're certainly looking very sexy tonight."

Helen studied me. After a moment she nodded and said, "Indeed, may I ask about this change? You obviously spent some time putting this outfit together. Is there a young man involved.?"

I smiled at Helen. Just as I was about to answer her, Lorraine came into the dining room carrying a tray with two cocktails. One of them was for Helen, the other was for David.

Lorraine was wearing a very skimpy maid's outfit. When Helen had a live in lover, Lorraine became a total slave for both Helen and her stud.

As Lorraine set his wife's martini on the table Helen said, "Slave it appears that Mistress April may have a new love interest."

Lorraine looked at me and politely curtsied. "Good evening Mistress April. That's very exciting news. If it would amuse you, I would love to hear about this young man. In the mean time, I have to get back to the kitchen and get ready to serve tonight's soup."

Lorraine turned and left the dining room.

I turned to Helen. "If you don't mind, I think I'll eat in the kitchen tonight."

Helen smiled at me. "I think Lorraine would like that. He can tell me all about your young man later this evening."

Lorraine was busy tearing up lettuce for the salad course when I entered the kitchen..




April's Story Ch. 29



Whenever Helen had a lover living with her, Lorraine had two places in the house that were considered neutral territory, the kitchen and his bedroom. Helen's lovers were never allowed to enter either of these rooms. If David needed something from the kitchen, he would call Lorraine and Lorraine would get it for him. In these two rooms Lorraine was treated as an equal. Everywhere else in the house he was a subservient slave without any rights at all. He wasn't allowed to sit, he couldn't eat or drink, He could only speak after he was addressed by a superior.

At this time Helen, David and I were considered to be his superiors. Lorraine loved it. He was one of the most submissive men I have ever known. 

I walked over and put my arms around Lorraine's waist. I gave him a hug and pressed my cheek against his back. I loved this wonderful man.

He didn't turn. He was busy, it was dinner time. Helen would be whip him in front of David if he was late with one of the courses.

"Hi baby, can I get you something to drink?"

I gave him another squeeze and said, "No that's okay, you're busy. I can get a Diet Coke out of the refrigerator."

As I was getting my soda Lorraine said, "So tell me about this new guy."

"His name is Mark. I think you would like him. He's very smart and very funny."

"Does he go to Kelroy?"

"Yes, we're both Sophomores."

"Is Mark the attraction in the library."

"I giggled. "Yes, he's the reason I don't study at home anymore."

"How long have you been seeing him."

"About a month."

"I noticed that you're dressed rather provocatively; are you having sex with him?"

"No, I just enjoy teasing him a little."

Lorraine turned and looked at me. "What do you mean by that?"

"He's pretty submissive. I'm sort of treating him like a slave. He's seems to be enjoying it."

"He seems to be enjoying it? Haven't you discussed this with him?"

"Lorraine, I'm afraid to. It's too much like my relationship with Ponce. I kind of feel like I would be cheating on Ponce if I took another slave."

Lorraine walked over and put his arms around me. "Honey, I don't think Ponce would want you to go through the rest of your life mourning for him. I loved him to. We'll both miss him forever, but I am quite certain that he would want you to pick up your life and move on.

"I know, but it's so hard to do. Lorraine I loved Ponce so much."

I started crying. 

Lorraine patted me. "I know baby." He held me while I cried. After a few moments the sadness passed and I pulled myself together. 

Lorraine smiled at me. "I'm behind schedule, help me with the soup; get three bowls down from the cupboard."

I got two bowls. As I brought them over I said, "I want to eat in the kitchen with you tonight, would that be okay?"

Lorraine smiled at me. "I would love the company."

I set the bowls up on a tray, as Lorraine poured the soup into them he asked, "So when do we get to meet Mark?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, I've never thought about bringing him here."

Lorraine looked at me. "Well April Hansen it's time for you to start thinking about it. It's Thursday, invite him to dinner Saturday night. I'll grill steaks. That will make David happy, he loves steak. He'd eat it every night."

I'm not sure if Mark will understand our lifestyle."

Lorraine smiled at me. "Honey I think he deserves a chance to see what he's in for if he continues going out with you. Why don't you lay a little groundwork tonight." 



April's Story Ch. 30



Note: This story is the thirtieth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



It was just after eight o'clock when I arrived at Mark's dorm room. As I walked in he looked at me and said, "Wow, you look really beautiful tonight."

I kissed his cheek. "Thanks, you're sweet."

I set my books down on Mark's desk and looked around. "Very nice, you were lucky to get a single room."

"I know, I really appreciate having it."

I walked over to his bed and sat down. "Do you mind if I sit here?"

"No, I want you to make yourself comfortable."

Mark came over. He was about to sit down next to me when I stopped him. "Mark, I don't think we should sit on your bed together. If someone walked in they might get the wrong idea."

Mark blushed and said, "I'm sorry April. I forgot myself. Please forgive me."

I kicked my sandals off, bunched his pillows up and lay down. "Besides, I like to lie down when I read. Why don't you pull you desk chair over to the foot of the bed, that way we can look at each other while we study "

I smiled to myself as Mark obediently dragged his chair over. He was so wonderfully submissive. My pussy was already starting to get wet. This evening was going to be so much fun.

As soon as Mark was seated I repositioned myself so that my bare feet were right next to him. Last night when we were sitting on the library steps I noticed that Mark kept glancing at my feet. I was hoping that I'd discovered a little fetish.

Earlier in the day while I was getting ready, I had carefully painted my toenails with bright red polish and put on several toe rings. I wanted to find just how big an attraction my feet actually were to my submissive little study buddy. 

We talked for a minute and then I said, "I think we'd better start studying or we won't get anything done tonight." I looked at Mark. "Would you fetch me my sociology book. It's on your desk." My choice of verb was very deliberate.

I was pleased when Mark jumped up to fetch the book. He was becoming more obedient every day.

He also brought a book for himself and we both started reading. As we read I was careful to keep my knees together. I wasn't ready to give Mark that part of the show just yet.

Instead I started to slowly wiggle my toes.

I pretended to read while I watched Mark. His eyes kept straying to my feet. He couldn't stop looking at them. There was no doubt about it, my boy had a foot fetish. 

About a half hour after we started studying I set my book down. "Mark, why don't we take a short study break."

I sighed as my boy set his book on the desk next to him. "Mark I had to work at the Boutique this afternoon. My feet are so sore from standing on that hard floor. I don't suppose you'd be willing to give me a foot massage."

Mark looked at me. He tried as hard as he could to mask his excitement. He even took a deep breath before he answered. "Yes April, of course." It didn't help. His voice still wavered as he spoke. 

I pushed my bare feet towards him. Mark's hands were shaking with excitement as he nervously leaned over and picked up my right foot. His movements were clumsy. It wasn't his fault. Sitting in the chair put him in an awkward position. He had to try to support my foot with one hand while he rubbed my toes with the other.

I stopped him. "Mark, this won't work. Why don't you sit on the end of the bed. That way you can hold my feet in your lap while you massage them."

Mark eagerly got on the bed. I lifted my feet and set them down on his lap. As I set my feet down, I felt Mark's penis for the very first time. He had an erection. 

With the exception of Tony, Lorraine and Morris, all the guys that I have previously been involved with had big cocks. Ponce may have been my cuckold slave, but he was still very well endowed. Mark's penis was tiny. It was just as tiny as Lorraine's. I liked that. It seemed fitting that a slave should have a tiny little penis.

Mark started massaging my feet. It felt good. I closed my eyes and relaxed. This was a luxury that I could easily get used to.

"Mark, last night you were curious about my job at the Black Knight. Would you like to hear more about my life with Ponce and Danny?"

Mark stopped rubbing my feet and looked at me. "If it wouldn't make you feel too sad, I would love to hear all about it."

I smiled at Mark. He was so considerate. "No I don't think it would make me sad, in fact I think it might be good for me to talk about it. Why don't you keep massaging my feet and I'll tell you all about my life when I was with Ponce and Danny."

I lay back and closed my eyes. I started by describing the night I lost my virginity to Brad Stewart. I quickly moved on to Ponce and Danny. I told Mark about the night I let Danny fuck me in the weight room and then I told him about Ponce fucking me in their apartment the next day.

I went on to tell him stories about fucking Darb's, Adam, Jake, Tony, Big Julius and Jamal.

As I started to describe the football sex parties Mark stopped me.

"April, there's something I don't understand. Ponce was your boyfriend right?"

"Yes."

"Didn't he get jealous when you were sleeping with all those other guys?"

This was the question that I'd been hoping Mark would ask. So far in my stories, I'd taken great care to avoid mentioning the true nature of my relationship with Ponce. Now it was time to tell him. I decided to be very direct.

"Mark, Ponce was my slave." I stopped. "Don't get me wrong, I loved him more than any man alive, but he was still my slave."

Mark stared at me for a long time. Finally he asked, "You mean like an S and M kind of slave?"

"Yes, kind of like that. Do you know much about that stuff?"

Mark nodded, "Yes, I know a lot about it."

"Really, why?"

"I've spent a lot of time reading about it on the Internet." Mark bowed his head. "I get excited by stories about dominant women."

I stared at Mark for a long time. While I stared at him I thought about what Lorraine said to me earlier in the day. Ponce wouldn't want me to mourn forever. He would want me to pick up my life and move on.

As I sat on Mark's bed, I realized that Lorraine was right. I also realized that I was spending every waking minute of my day anticipating the time that I would get to spend with this wonderful little man. No matter how much I was afraid of what was happening to me, I could not deny the fact that I was falling in love with Mark Peters.

I started to smile at Mark.

He looked away. "I'm sorry I said that April. I didn't mean to offend you." He hung his head. "I imagine you think I'm a pervert now."

I sat up and slid down the bed so that Mark and I were sitting next to each other.

I gently kissed his cheek. "Mark, I don't think you're a pervert. I love the fact that you get excited by dominant women." 

I picked up his hand and held it tightly. "Mark, I love everything about you." I paused, "The truth is I think I'm falling in love with you."

Now it was Mark's turn to stare at me. After a moment he said, "April it's not nice to tease me like that."

I shook my head. "Mark honey, I'm not teasing you. I'm being very serious." I took a deep breath. "Mark would you consider having the campus slut as your girlfriend?"

Mark looked at me. "April, do you really mean that?"

"Yes."

"Would you really let a nerd like me be your boyfriend?"

I laughed. "Mark there is nothing I would like more than to have a wonderful man like you as my boyfriend."

He grinned at me. "April, every night when I'm falling asleep I dream that you're my girlfriend."

I threw my arms around Mark and kissed him. "Sweet boyfriend, your dream just came true." 

I pulled Mark down on the bed. For a few minutes we just kissed each other.

As our passion grew I picked up his hand and put it on my crotch. "You're my boyfriend now. You get to touch me here."

Mark didn't waste any time. He pulled my panties aside and started rubbing my cunt. While Mark was playing with my pussy, I reached down, unbuckled his belt, opened his jeans and took his penis out. It really was very tiny. I loved it, it was like a little toy.

I wrapped my fingers around Mark's wonderful tiny cock and started gently stroking it.

I was just getting ready to slide down and give Mark a nice blow job when he yelled, "No!"

Suddenly a little dribble of semen spurted from the tip of Mark's penis. As he came, I carefully milked his cock for every drop of cum that I could get out of it.

As soon as Mark was done ejaculating, he looked at me. "April I'm sorry, this is the first time a girl ever touched me there."

I smiled at him. "Don't worry, the same thing happened to Ponce the first time I touched him down there."

I kissed Mark's cheek. As I kissed him I pushed my cum covered fingers into his mouth. "Lick your cum off of my fingers baby. You need to learn to do this, you're going to be a slave, slaves eat cum."

I stared into Mark's eyes as he licked all of his semen from my fingers. Once he was done I kissed him. "That's a good boy, good boys get rewards." I lay back on the bed and spread my legs. "Pull my panties off slaveboy, it's time for you to have your first taste of your Mistress's cunt."

I shuddered with a mixture of joy and excitement as I felt Mark's lips make contact with my pussy. It had been so long that I'd almost forgotten how good it felt. As Mark licked me I became more and more aroused. As my sexual excitement grew my dominant side began to take over. 

"Mark, do you want to be my slave?"

He stopped licking me and looked up. His face glistened with my nectar. "Yes April, very much."

"Prove it, lick my asshole." I watched Mark as he slowly grasped the full significance of what I was ordering him to do. After a moment I smiled and rolled over so I was lying on my stomach.

My nerves tingled with excitement as I felt Mark spread the cheeks of my ass. I shuddered as I felt his lips touch my tiny little anus. 

For a moment I closed my eyes and enjoyed my new slaves soft kisses of submission, but I wanted more. "Lick me slave. Push your tongue deep into my asshole. You are going to learn to love the taste of your Mistress's ass."

When I felt Mark push his tongue into my dark tunnel, the pleasure in my loins start to swell. I screamed in ecstasy as an orgasm erupted in the pit of my stomach. I quickly remembered the intense joy that comes with a climax.

Mark backed off as the waves of pleasure tore through me.

After the orgasm finally started to subside and my body relaxed and Mark looked at me. He seemed worried. "April, are you okay?"

I smiled at him. "Mark I feel wonderful. You just gave me an orgasm."

My new boyfriend smiled back at me. There was a look of pride on his face. 

For a little while we just lay together and cuddled. It's a wonderful moment when two good friends become lovers. Mark and I were both quietly savoring the joy we felt about our new relationship.

I was the first to break the silence. "Mark, can I stay here with you tonight?"

He looked at me. "Really?"

I smiled, he still didn't believe that I actually wanted to be his girlfriend. "Yes silly, I really want to." I kissed him. "Mark, I want to be with you all the time. When I'm not with you all I do is think about you."

He smiled back at me. "April I would love it if you would stay here tonight."

I sat up, opened my purse and took out my cell phone. As I pushed the number for the house on my speed dial, I turned to Mark. "I have to call Helen and Lorraine and let them know that I'm staying with you. I don't want them to worry when I don't come home tonight."

The telephone at home rang three times. On the fourth ring Lorraine picked it up.

"Hello, Helen Darcy's residence. This is her maid Lorraine speaking, how may I help you?"

"Hi Lorraine, it's April."

"Hi honey, how's your evening going."

"Oh Lorraine it's so wonderful. I took your advice." I paused for a moment. "Lorraine, Mark is my boyfriend now. We're both so excited. I'm going to spend the night with him. I'm calling so that you and Helen won't worry when I don''t come home."

"Thank you sweetheart, that was very considerate of you. Helen will be excited when I tell her you have a boyfriend."

"Is she around? I'd love to tell her myself."

"Baby she's with David. Judging by the sounds coming from the bedroom right now, I don't think this is a good moment to disturb her."

I laughed. "Helen's enjoying David isn't she."

"Yes she is. April when do we get to meet this young man of yours? I know we discussed dinner next Saturday, but I don't think any of us want to wait that long. Can the two of you come for dinner tomorrow night. I'll invite Jessica and Morris, I know they'll also want to meet him. Remember honey, we can always introduce me as Helen's maid."

"Just a minute Lorraine." I turned to Mark. "Can you come to dinner at my house tomorrow night. Helen and Lorraine want to meet you and I want you to meet them."

Mark nodded. "I would love to come to dinner."

I picked up the telephone. "Lorraine, what time do you want us to come over?"

"The Boutique closes at 6:00, so anytime after 6:15 will be fine. April, Helen will be very excited when she finds out that there's going to be another man seated at the table tomorrow night."

"Lorraine, Mark won't be sitting at the table with us. He's going to be taking his place in the kitchen with you and Morris."

Lorraine was silent for a moment and then he said, "Oh April, that's even more exciting. We're going to have a new slave in the house. You should definitely have him here by 6:15 so that I can teach him the rules." Lorraine paused to think. "April can we put a chastity cage on him tomorrow night?"

I laughed. "Yes Lorraine, I think that would be very appropriate."

"April, be very careful to instruct Mark on how to address David. He has become quite dominant lately. He's very touchy about how Morris and I behave when we're around him."

"Thank you Lorraine, I'll be sure to warn Mark. Lorraine I'll try to give him a general briefing on what to expect."

"I think that would be wise dear."

"Lorraine I have to go. I'll stop at home in the morning before I go to school."

"Wonderful, can I make breakfast for you?"

"Yes, that would be very nice. Lorraine, can I bring Mark to breakfast?"

"Certainly, that way we can meet him right away in the morning." Lorraine paused. "April, I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you Lorraine. I'm happy to." I have to go, I'll see you in the morning. We should be there at about seven."

"I'll have everything ready."

I hung up the telephone and looked at Mark. "Would you go over to my house with me before we go to school in the morning? Lorraine will make us a wonderful breakfast. He's an excellent cook."

"Mark smiled. "I would love to, April I'll go anywhere with you." He stopped for a moment. He seemed puzzled about something. Finally he said, "April, you just called Lorraine a he. I thought she was the maid at your house."

"Mark, I haven't been completely honest about my living situation. It's time you heard the truth. You're right, I told you that Lorraine is the maid. I didn't lie, he is the maid, but he's also Helen's husband and a transvestite. Lorraine lives as Helen's submissive female slave."

Mark just stared at me. To use a cliche', you could have knocked him over with a feather.

After a moment he said, "April, that's amazing, tell me more."

For the next half hour I described life at Helen's house. When I was done, I smiled at Mark and said, "You told me that dominant women excite you. If you still want to stay with me after hearing this, you are about to become deeply involved with three very dominant women."

Mark looked at me. "Three? You've told me about Helen and Jessica, who's the third?"

I gave Mark an evil grin and said, "Me."

Mark was completely silent for a moment, finally he bowed his head and said, "Mistress April, I am yours to command."

I started giggling and grabbed him. As I hugged him I said, "Mark I am so glad. I promise to be a very caring Mistress for you."

He laughed and said, "And I promise to be a very obedient slave."

I kissed Mark. It was a long passionate kiss. When we finally parted I said, "It's late, it's time for bed. 

I stood up and took my clothes off. When I was done undressing I noticed Mark was staring at me. I suddenly realized that this was the first time he'd ever seen me completely naked.

I slowly turned around for him. "Do you like my body?"

He laughed. "Yes, very much."

I giggled. "Okay you've seen me, now it's my turn to see you."

I pushed Mark down on the bed and jumped on top of him. We were both shrieking with laughter as I pulled his shirt off. His pants and underwear came next. Once he was completely naked I turned and straddled his head. I positioned myself so that I was looking down the length of his body. 

As I sat down on Mark's face I said, "My, my, my somebody has a cute little erection. If you do a good job licking my pussy and my asshole, I'll see if I can make this little dickie of yours squirt some more cum."

I mashed my cunt into Mark's nose and lips. "But first you have to make me cum again."

For the next half hour I rocked back and forth on Mark's face. When I rocked forward he had to lick my asshole. When I rocked back, he had to lick my cunt. It was wonderful for me. I got to dictate exactly how Mark pleasured me.

I finished by pressing my ass against Mark's face. When his tongue was deep inside me, I reached down and rubbed my clit. I came immediately. 

I locked my thighs around Mark's head and held his face against my ass while my body shook from the waves of pleasure that were pulsing through me. I didn't release him from my stranglehold until my orgasm started to subside. Once I finally did relax I slumped forward so that I was lying on top of Mark's body. My pussy was now resting on his chin. I hoped that he was enjoying the view.

His tiny erection was right in front of me. I grabbed it and gave it two slow strokes. On the third stroke a little dribble of semen squirted from the cute little mouth in the center of the tiny head of Mark's petite cock.

I caught all of Mark's cum on my fingers. As soon as I was certain he was done ejaculating I rolled off of him and sat up.

I picked Mark up and cradled his head in my arms. As I held him I pushed my semen covered fingers into his mouth. "Good little slave boys always clean up the messes they leave on their mistress's fingers."

Mark obediently licked all of his semen off of my hand. After he was done, I lay down next to him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and he wrapped his arms around mine. We fell asleep hugging each other.



April's Story Ch. 31



Note: This story is the thirty-first episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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I woke up very slowly. As soon as I opened my eyes I saw Mark. He was watching me. 

I smiled at him. "Good morning sweetheart." I sat up and kissed Mark. "How's my boyfriend this morning?"

He grinned at me. "April this is the best morning of my entire life."

I kissed him again. "I'm pretty happy to." 

Mark just kept grinning at me.

I laughed and jumped out of bed. "Come on lover boy, it's time for you to get into the shower. We have a big day in front of us."

I got dressed while Mark showered. This was a dormitory, the shower was down the hall.

When he returned I watched him get dressed. As soon as he was dressed I said, "Have you got a gym bag?"

"Sure."

"Why don't you put a clean change of clothes and your toothbrush into it and bring it with us. We can leave it at Helen's house this morning. I would really like it if you'd stay at Helen's with me tonight."

Mark smiled. "I'd like that to."

We took my car, Mark didn't have one.

As we drove to Helen's house Mark turned to me. "I always thought that Helen was your mother."

I laughed. "No she certainly isn't. Helen and Lorraine are just very good friends, but I love both of them."

"Where's your real mom and dad?"

I looked at Mark. Suddenly I realized that we actually knew very little about each other. 

"My father died of a sudden heart attack last year. My mother suffers from chronic depression. When my dad died, she went to live with her sister in Rochester, New York. I've tried to call her several times, but she's never returned any of my telephone calls."

Mark picked up my hand and held it. "I'm sorry April, that has to be very difficult for you. You've had a hard year."

I shrugged. "Yes I have." I smiled at Mark. "But it's okay now, my life just got a lot better."

"Why?"

"I found you silly."

"Oh."

"Where are your parents?"

Mark took a moment before he answered. Finally he said, "My mother lives in Las Vegas. She's a cocktail waitress in one of the big casino's on the strip. She's married to a black jack dealer."

He took a breath. "I've never met my father. He didn't marry my mother. She met him when she was a freshman in college. He was a Physics Professor. I guess he was already married. When my mom got pregnant she had to quit college."

This was obviously painful for Mark. I reached over and patted his knee. He smiled at me.

"I have one brother and one sister. Both of them are younger than I am. None of us have the same father." 

Mark was now staring out of the car window as he continued. 

"My mother sent me to live with her parents when I was five. My grandfather died when I was nine. My grandmother died two years later. The county wasn't able to locate my mother so they put me into a foster home."

Mark turned and looked at me. "Last year my mother called me. It was the first time I'd talked to her since I was eight. She and her husband Vic were having tax problems. She wanted to know if I had any money that she could borrow."

I looked at Mark. "Baby, that's awful."

He shrugged. "We all have to live with the hands we get dealt. I survived. Now I found you. At this moment I consider myself to be the luckiest man in the entire world." 

We arrived at Helen's just before 7:00. As we were parking the car in front of the house Mark said, "April, this is a mansion."

I nodded. "Yes, Helen and Lorraine are very wealthy."

We went into the house. As we walked down the hallway Mark looked at the paintings on the wall and said "This is amazing."

Lorraine was in the kitchen cooking sausages. He didn't hear us come in. His stereo was on. He was listening to Beethoven's 6th Symphony. It was one of his favorite pieces of music.

I walked up behind him, threw my arms around his waist and hugged him. "How's my favorite breakfast cook this morning?"

Lorraine turned and smiled at me. "Good morning April." He looked over my shoulder. "Is this your new boyfriend?"

I turned, "Lorraine Milton, I would like you to meet Mark Peters. Mark this is Lorraine."

Lorraine extended his hand. "Mark I am very pleased to meet you."

Mark shook Lorraine's hand and said, "Thank you sir. I'm very pleased to me you to."

Lorraine laughed and looked down at his outfit. He was wearing a little black maid's dress with a white apron. His garter belt extended well below the hem of his skirt and was attached to his black nylon stockings. Black spike heeled shoes completed his outfit.

"It's been a long time since anyone called me sir."

"What would you like me to call you?"

"Lorraine would be just fine."

Lorraine turned to me. "I already like this boy. He understands the importance of being polite."

I grabbed two coffee mugs from the cupboard and filled them with coffee. Lorraine already had a mug.

I sat down at the kitchen table and patted the chair next to me. "Mark sit down over here."

Lorraine turned the music off and started frying French Toast. As he dropped the pieces of egg soaked bread into the hot pan he said, "Mark, what's your major at Kelroy?"

Mark was just about to answer when there was a noise at the kitchen door. 

"There you are April, I thought I heard your voice." It was Helen. She was wearing a long silk dressing gown. Her makeup and hair were perfect. She looked ravishing. 

I got up and hugged her. "Helen you look beautiful this morning."

"Thank you dear. When I heard you were stopping by with your new slave this morning, I got up early and had Lorraine do my makeup and hair."

She looked at Mark. "Is this the boy?"

I whispered to Mark, "Stand up."

Helen smiled. "Oh don't worry dear. I won't expect him to know how to behave until Lorraine and Morris have had an opportunity to start training him."

Mark stood up. 

Helen extended her hand. "I'm Helen Darcy; welcome to my house."

Mark bowed politely and said, "Thank you Ms. Darcy. I am very pleased to meet you."

Helen smiled at me. "I like this boy. He understands how to be polite."

I laughed. "Helen, Lorraine just said exactly the same thing."

Helen looked at her husband. "Lorraine has always been a wonderful judge of character."

Lorraine brought two plates of French toast and sausage over to the kitchen table. He set one in front of me and one in front of the chair where Mark had been sitting."

Mark continued to stand. He wasn't sure what to do.

Helen noticed his confusion. "Mark please sit down and eat. You are correct to stand when your superiors are present, but this is the kitchen. In our household the kitchen is neutral territory. Slaves and Mistresses can sit together in the kitchen. For you, April's bedroom will also be considered neutral territory."

Mark sat down. As soon as he was seated, Helen sat down at the table with us.

Once she was seated Lorraine asked her, "Mistress would you like some breakfast?"

"Just coffee right now Lorraine. I'll have my breakfast in the dining room with David when he gets up."

Lorraine brought a mug of coffee over for Helen. As he set it down Helen said, "Lorraine get your coffee and come sit with us. You can clean up later."

Lorraine joined us. While Mark and I ate our breakfast, Helen and Lorraine got to know Mark.

After we were done eating I looked at Mark and said, "Come with me, I'll show you my bedroom."

As we left the kitchen I turned to Helen. "Mark brought an overnight bag. Do you mind if he stays with me tonight."

Helen smiled. "April that would make Lorraine and me very happy.

As soon as we got to my room I took a quick shower and put on clean clothes. Once I was dressed we left Mark's bag in my room and went to school. 

When we got to Kelroy, we split up so we could go to class. Before we split, we agreed to meet for lunch. I surprised Mark by suggesting we eat in the Grill. I hadn't been in there since Ponce and Danny died; it held too many bad memories for me. But today I felt strong, I now had Mark. Together we could face anything.

At 11:28 I walked into the grill. Mark hadn't arrived yet. 

I looked at our old table. Everyone was sitting there. I walked over. 

As soon as he saw me, Jamal stood up and greeted me. "Hello April, it's been a long time since we've seen you in here." He pulled up a chair. "Please join us."

"Thanks Jamal, I would love that."

I was just saying hello to everyone when I noticed Mark coming through the door. Once he was inside the grill he stopped and searched the room for me. He smiled when he spotted me. His smile quickly turned to a frown when he saw where I was sitting.

Mark put his head down, walked over to a vacant table and sat down by himself.

I jumped up and walked over to him. "Baby, what's the matter? Why didn't you come over?"

Mark looked up at me. "Those guys are all jocks. They won't let me sit with them. In their minds I'm just some kind of a math nerd."

I took his hand. "Baby those are my friends. They're all very nice. Give them a chance. They're not like the rich frat boys."

I stood up and pulled Mark out of his chair. "Come on, I want you to meet them."

We walked over. When we got to the table I put my arm around Mark's shoulder. "Guys, this is my boyfriend Mark Peters."

Jamal stood up and extended his hand. "Hello Mark, I'm Jamal Wright. Won't you please sit down." He pulled up another chair and set it along side the one where I'd been sitting.

As soon as we sat down Big Julius said, "Mark you must be a wonderful guy. We've been trying to get April back into the grill ever since school started last fall."

I looked at Julius. "He is a wonderful guy."

Cynthia Parker smiled and said, "April, it's so nice to see you again. We've all been very worried about you."

Adam looked at me and said, "Hey April, does this mean we can start having football parties again?"

There was a sudden hush around the table. Everyone was staring at me. 

Darbs turned to Adam. "Hey shut up fool, that was wrong."

I shook my head. "No it's okay. Mark knows about everything. I've been totally honest with him." 

I turned to Adam. "I'm glad you asked that question. No, I'm not ready for football parties right now. I am not sure that I'll ever again be ready for football parties." 

I looked at everyone at the table. "I had a wonderful man. You all knew Ponce. He was your friend to. I know that he loved the sex games we played, we all enjoyed them." 

My voice got very quiet. "Ever since he was murdered, I've beaten myself up about those games. I keep asking myself if I could have given Ponce more love if I hadn't been playing with other guys."

I looked at Mark. "Now I've been lucky enough to find another wonderful man."

I leaned over and kissed Mark on his cheek. "At least for a while, he's going to get all of my love and attention. It's not going to anyone else."

Everyone at the table was silent. 

Adam finally spoke. "I'm sorry April. I was way out of line. I had no business asking that question. Please forgive me."

I smiled. "Adam you never have to ask me to forgive you. You're my friend. We all say things we later regret. I think it's in our nature as human beings."

Adam looked at me. "Maybe this is the best way for me to make amends." He turned to Mark. "Welcome to our group. I hope that we become good friends. Mark, this is the first time that we've ever met, but if April likes you that's good enough for me."

Everyone at the table silently nodded in agreement.

Mark looked at everyone and quietly said, "Thank you." 

As we were leaving the Grill, Mark grabbed my hand. "April I don't think you have to worry about not having given Ponce enough love."

"What do you mean?"

"I've known you for six weeks now. You're the most loving person I've ever met. April I am now certain of one truth in this world, you care about me." 

Mark looked away. "When my mother abandoned me, she destroyed my ability to trust others. As I grew up, I built an impenetrable wall around myself. If you don't let anyone in you can't get hurt."

Mark smiled at me. "April, you breached that wall. You not only breached it, you ripped it down. You taught me to trust again. You did it by loving me." 

He took a deep breath. "Last night you told me that you were falling in love with me. I was ecstatic when I heard you say that, but the fact is I already knew it. You've loved me for several weeks now. April, you are a magnificent lover. You listen to what I say, you care about my feelings, you worry about hurting me, you fulfill your promises." 

Mark looked into my eyes. "April that's what love is all about. Everyone of those guys we ate lunch with has fucked you. I never have, but I know that you love me more than you love them. You spend time with me. You cuddle with me at night. You hug me when I'm sad."

Mark paused. "I wasn't there, but I have to believe that you did the same thing for Ponce."

Mark smiled at me. "April, I don't care if you let other guys fuck you; just keep loving me the way you always have." 

I met Mark on the steps of the library after our three o'clock classes ended,

As we walked to my car I asked him, "Do you want me to cuckold you?"

He thought for a moment and then he answered me. "It depends on why you're doing it."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want you to do it to please me. I only want you to do it if it's for your own pleasure and satisfaction."

"What difference does it make?"

"I accept the fact that dating other men is one of your rights as my dominant mistress, but I'll still be both jealous and envious of your lovers. It will cause me some pain and humiliation." He smiled at me. "It should cause me some pain and humiliation. I want it to cause me some pain and humiliation.

We got to my car. I unlocked it with the electronic clicker. Mark opened the drivers side door for me.

As he stood there holding the door he said, "April if you decide to start dating other men, I hope you will be doing it for two reasons." 

"What are they?"

He shrugged. "The obvious one is for your own personal pleasure and enjoyment. You should be fucking other guys because it's fun."

"Okay, that makes sense. What's the other reason?"

"You should be doing it for the sadistic thrill you get from tormenting me. April, I'm a masochist and you're a sadist. We both know that about each other. It's why we're having so much fun with the games we're playing."

I smiled at Mark. "Yes, I understand." 

I thought about what Mark said for a moment. Finally I looked at him, "Mark, I don't think I'm ready to cause you very much pain and humiliation right now. I just want to enjoy loving you for a little while. Maybe I need to gain some emotional strength and independence before I start tormenting you by partying with other men. 

Mark looked at me. "Then we should wait. When were ready, we'll both know it." 

As I pulled away from the curb and started driving to Helen's house I thought about our conversation. One of the things I loved about Mark was that he saw everything so clearly.

For awhile we were silent. I think we were both trying pondering the events of the past twenty-four hours. Suddenly I started giggling. 

Mark looked at me and said, "What's so funny?"

I kept giggling. "I think that tonight you are in for more pain and humiliation than you've ever imagined."

"What do you mean?"

"Tonight at Helen's house, you're going to be initiated into life as a slave."

"I thought we were just going there for dinner."

I laughed. "No sweetie, I'm going there for dinner, you're going there to serve dinner."

"What's going to happen to me?"

"As soon as we get there, we'll be separated. I'll join the superiors in the parlor. You'll join the slaves in the kitchen."

"What will happen in the kitchen?"

"Lorraine and Morris will begin teaching you how to behave. They will also dress you. At some point you will be caged."

"Caged? You mean I'm going to be locked up?"

"No, we won't cage you, were going to cage your penis."

"I still don't understand."

"Were going to put your penis in a plastic sleeve so that you can't get a full erection and you can't masturbate. By doing this we can control your freedom to have orgasms. Both Helen and Jessica believe that a slave who is sexually on edge is much more pliable and obedient than a slave who is allowed to have orgasms."

Mark looked at me. "April this is kind of scary."

"Don't worry baby, you'll be okay. When we go to bed tonight I'll unlock you and we can play for a little while before we go to sleep."

"Who's going to put the cage on me?"

"I'm sure it will be me, but it will be done in front of everyone."

"Who's everyone?"

"Morris and Lorraine of course, but they're slaves. They don't really count. The real audience will be the superiors."

"Who will that be?"

"I imagine it will just be Jessica, Helen and their men."

"Their men?"

"Yes, their studs, their bulls."

"Do you know them?"

I know Helen's current lover. He lives in the house. His name is David."

"Yes, I heard Helen mention him this morning. Is he nice?"

"He's okay. He'll want to establish his dominance over you. I'm guessing he'll make you do lots of menial errands for him."

"What about Jessica's man."

"I don't know who she's bringing. I hope it's Carl. He's very nice. Everyone likes him."

Mark was quiet during the rest of the drive to Helen's house. He didn't ask anymore questions. I think he was nervous.

When we got to Helen's I pulled my car into the garage. 

As soon as I shut the engine off I leaned over and kissed Mark. As I kissed him I said, "Baby relax, you are about to have the time of your life."

We got out of the car and walked over to the door to the house. When Mark reached out to open it, I stopped him.

"Baby, once we walk through this door my attitude towards you is going to change dramatically. We will cease to be equals. You will be a slave and I will be one of your superiors. My treatment of you will reflect that difference. 

Mark stared at me for a moment and then he took a deep breath and opened the door. I grasped him by the hand and led him into the house.



April's Story Ch. 32



Note: This story is the thirty-second episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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Lorraine greeted us as soon as we walked into Helen's house.

"April, everyone is in the parlor. Morris is currently serving cocktails. He'll be bringing hors d'oeuvres in a few minutes."

I smiled. "Thank you Lorraine it's been a busy day. One of Morris's martini's will be very nice."

As soon as we were inside, Lorraine grabbed Mark. "You're a slave, you'll be staying in the kitchen."

Before I went into the parlor I stopped by my bedroom, took off my jeans, panties and tee shirt and put on a very short denim skirt and a nearly transparent blouse made of fine Chinese silk. The blouse was a gift from Helen. 

Once I was dressed I checked myself in my full length mirror. My outfit was perfect. My skirt just barely covered the cheeks of my ass and my small breasts were clearly visible through the thin silk of the blouse.

I quickly touched up my makeup and left my bedroom. When I walked into the parlor Helen was seated on a sofa with David. Jessica was seated on another sofa with a man I didn't recognize. 

Jessica's escort was an incredibly handsome middle aged gentleman with slightly graying hair. As I looked at him I thought to myself that if I did decide to cuckold Mark, this man would be a very exciting candidate.

Morris was serving cocktails to his wife and her date.

Helen was flirting with David. When she realized that I'd entered the room, she looked up and said, "Hello April. I'm sorry we started without you. All of us were quite anxious to have a cocktail."

I sat down in a large comfortable chair and smiled. "That's quite alright, I'm glad you didn't wait."

As soon as I was seated Morris walked over, politely curtsied to me and said, "Mistress April, may I bring you a cocktail?"

"Yes, Morris, one of your martini's would be very nice. My voice carried a slight tone of disdain. 

Morris was one of my closest friends. I dearly loved him, but tonight we were playing. Tonight I was his superior. I barely made eye contact with him when he took my drink order. Morris was beneath me. I didn't need to recognize his existence. Tonight, Morris was a slave. 

Morris went to the bar to prepare my cocktail. 

"April, I don't believe that you've ever met Jeffery." It was Jessica.

"No I don't believe I have." I smiled at Jeffery. "Hi I'm April, it's nice to meet you."

Jeffery stood up and politely bowed. He was not only handsome, he was urbane and well-mannered.

Morris brought me my martini. The five of us carried on a pleasant conversation while we sipped our drinks.

As we were talking Morris brought us hors d'oeuvres. They were delicious. We continued chatting, Morris served us another round of cocktails. We never had to lift a finger. We relaxed while our slaves worked. The pampered life of a dominant is wonderful.

As we were finishing our second round of drinks Lorraine came into the parlor, whispered into Helen's ear and left again."

Helen looked at all of us and said, "Our new slave is ready for his initiation."

She turned to the door. "Lorraine, you may bring him into the parlor."

Lorraine walked through the door. Mark was crawling on his hands and knees next to him. Lorraine was leading Mark on a collar and leash.

Mark was wearing a pair of pink lace crotchless panties and a cropped tee shirt that said "Marcia" across the front. It was obvious that Jessica and Helen had been out shopping.

Lorraine led Mark over to my chair. I stood up. Lorraine handed me Mark's leash. 

"Mistress April, here is your new slave. He has been taught the basics of proper behavior."

As I took the leash from Lorraine Morris brought in a CB 2000 chastity cage and stood next to me.

I looked at Mark. I liked the name on his shirt. It had to be delightfully humiliating for him. I decided that I would use it for the rest of the evening.

"Marcia stand up."

Mark did as he was told.

I reached under Mark's shirt, grabbed his nipple and gave it a vicious twist.

Mark yelped.

"Silence! Control yourself slave, or I will teach you a whole new meaning for the word pain." I patted Mark's cheek and my voice got softer. "Marcia, I did that so that you won't embarrass us by squirting your little dribble of cum while I'm caging you."

I held up his little penis and looked at everyone. "Isn't this cute. It's just a little toy."

Both Jeffery and David were grinning. David was on the verge of breaking out in laughter. 

My loins tingled from the little sadistic thrill I got when I noticed that Mark's face was beet red. Humiliating him was so much fun. Of course knowing that Mark was also enjoying himself allowed me to freely release my sadistic desires without guilt.

I took each piece of the chastity cage and carefully slipped it into place. When I was certain that the cage was properly fitted and comfortable, I slipped the padlock onto it and snapped it shut.

"There little slaveboy, now we can properly control your urges."

Morris handed me a gold ankle chain. A tiny key was hanging at the center.

I held it up. "Do you see this key pussyboy. This is the key that unlocks your manhood. It now belongs to me." I handed the anklet to Mark. "Place this chain around my ankle so that I can wear the key as a piece of jewelry."

Mark got on his knees and reverently fastened the chain in place.

After Mark was done placing the chain on my ankle I smiled at him and said, "Stand up slave. Let me look at your new jewelry."

Mark stood up.

I reached over and massaged his tiny testicles. "It seems to fit very nicely around your balls."

I rubbed the plastic sleeve that covered Mark's penis. "Poor baby, now when I touch your cock, you can only imagine the pleasure that a real man enjoys when a woman touches him here." I laughed. "But you're a slave. that's your lot in life."

I picked up Mark's leash. "Get down on your knees pussyboy."

Mark did as he was told. I gave his leash a firm tug and said, "Heel." 

We walked over to Helen. "Slave, beg Mistress Helen for permission to serve in her household."

Mark looked up at Helen. "Mistress Helen, may I please be allowed to serve as a slave in your house."

Helen looked down at Mark. "Do you promise to obey your superiors without question?"

"Yes Mistress Helen."

"Do you willingly accept your position in life as an inferior being whose needs and desires are always of secondary importance to the needs and desires of your superiors?"

"Yes Mistress Helen."

"Do you promise to serve your superiors with energy and enthusiasm and work diligently to satisfy our every whim?"

"Yes Mistress Helen."

"Very good Marcia. I accept you as a slave in my household. You may kiss my feet."

Mark leaned over and reverently kissed Helen's toes."

Helen sent Mark to the kitchen.

It was only a short time before he reappeared in the parlor and announced, "Dinner is served."

I love kinky sex games, and I believe I fully understand the pleasure a submissive gets from serving a dom. It seems to be closely related to the thrill I get when Mark is groveling at my feet. I am overjoyed that submissives exist. I am also thankful that I was born as a dominant. I love being served and pampered. 

Masochistic slaves are a blessing for someone like me. They eagerly prepare meals, clean the house and do the laundry. The only payment they seek in return is to be humiliated, treated with disdain, and punished. For a dominant with a sadistic streak, bestowing those rewards is an absolute pleasure.

Don't misunderstand me, I care very deeply about Mark. I try to constantly monitor his feelings and moods. Helen has taught me that a good dom makes sure that her slave is always contented and happy. I try very hard to follow her advice. When Mark needs gentleness and love I am more than happy to provide it. Of course if he is in the mood for pain and humiliation, I am also happy to provide that. 

Dinner for a superior at Helen's house is very much like dining in a fine restaurant. The service is outstanding.

Mark eagerly slid into his role as a slave. He carefully followed the example set by both Morris and Lorraine. I smiled as I watched him scurry around the dining room obediently filling wine glasses and busing dirty dishes.

By the time the five of us were finishing our coffee and dessert, Mark was performing like a seasoned slave.

After we were done eating, Helen stood up and said, "Why don't we retire to the parlor." She turned to me. "April, you're welcome to join us."

I shook my head. "Thank you, but I think I'll sit at the kitchen table and supervise the slaves while they clean up."

Helen smiled. "As you wish." She turned to David and took his hand. "Come darling let's see what additional delights the evening has in store for us."

As they were leaving, Jessica and Jeffery both stood. Jessica took Jeffery's arm and said, "Shall we."

Jeffery smiled and said, "By all means."

As soon as they were gone I went into the kitchen. 

Helen and Jessica were taking their lovers into the parlor for sex. When Helen invited me to join them, it wasn't an invitation to watch. 

Both David and Jeffery were very handsome men. There was a time in my life that I would have eagerly accepted Helen's offer to join them in their sex games. At this moment however, that time was in the past. I wasn't yet ready to participate in an orgy. Helen knew that. She was just being polite. 

When I entered the kitchen, Lorraine, Morris and Mark were washing the dishes. I walked over and hugged each of them. These were my three favorite men in the entire world.

As I sat down at the kitchen table Morris said, "What a nice surprise. I thought you might join Helen and Jessica in the parlor tonight."

I shook my head. "No I'm not ready for that yet."

Morris smiled at me. "Your outfit gave me the impression that you might be feeling a little more playful than usual." 

Lorraine started laughing. "Morris my friend, I don't think that April's sexy outfit was intended to get David and Jeffery's attention. I think our little vixen is teasing the three of us."

I lifted my right foot up onto the chair and let my skirt ride up to my waist. My shaved pussy was now fully exposed.

I stared at my friend, "Lorraine, I just don't know how you could come to that conclusion."

Lorraine looked at Mark. "I hope you understand that your girlfriend is the Princess of prick tease."

Mark smiled. "I've had a slight suspicion that might be the case."

Morris and Lorraine started laughing.

I looked at Mark in indignation and said, "What would possibly cause you to say that?"

Mark burst out in laughter. "How about the fact that you've been blatantly flashing me at every possible opportunity for the past three weeks."

I giggled. "You weren't supposed to notice."

"Do you really mean that?"

"Well no."

"We need a slave in the parlor." It was Helen on the intercom.

Morris looked at us, "I'll go."

He disappeared.

After a moment he returned. "They want champagne."

Morris set up a tray with four glasses while Lorraine opened a bottle of champagne and put it in an ice bucket.

Once everything was ready I said, "Why don't you let Marcia take it."

Lorraine looked at me. "Are you sure he's ready?"

I nodded. "He has to see it sometime. I think it's better that he understands sooner rather than later."

Lorraine shrugged. "I guess you're right." He turned to Mark. "Marcia bring this champagne into the parlor for Mistress Helen and her guests."

Mark looked at me. He had of course overheard my conversation with Lorraine and was a little apprehensive.

"Marcia, do as your told. It will be alright."

Mark bowed politely. "Yes Mistress April." He picked up the tray and took it into the parlor."

After a moment I followed him. 

When I got to the parlor door, Mark was standing in the doorway. He was frozen. 

I looked over his shoulder. Both Jessica and Helen were completely naked. Jeffery and David had their trousers off. Jeffery was sitting on one sofa. Jessica was kneeling between his legs. She was sucking his cock. David was sitting on the other sofa. Helen was sucking his cock.

I whispered into Mark's ear. "They're both very sexy women aren't they?"

He nodded. "Yes Mistress, they are." 

"Bring them their champagne."

"Shouldn't I knock first?"

"No you're a slave. They won't pay any attention to you. Don't speak or disturb them in any way and everything will be just fine. Be sure to set the glasses on coasters."

Mark quietly slipped into the parlor. He set two glasses on the end table next to Helen and David and carefully poured champagne into each of them. I noticed that he used coasters. When he was done, he tiptoed over to the table next to Jeffery and Jessica and did the same thing. Finally, he placed the ice bucket with the open bottle of champagne on the bar and silently left the parlor.

When he was back in the hallway, I smiled at him and said, "Very good."

As we were walking back to the kitchen I said, "If I decide to cuckold you, that will be me in the parlor sucking another man's cock. Can you handle that?"

Mark thought for a long time. Finally he nodded his head and said, "Yes, I think I can." 



April's Story Ch. 33



Note: This story is the thirty-third episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



Mark and I slept in the next morning. After we finally woke, I had Mark give me a bath. This was the first time I'd enjoyed this luxury since Ponce died.

Once we were dressed, we went into the kitchen. Lorraine was preparing a tray for Helen and David. They wanted breakfast in bed.

When the tray was ready he turned to Mark. "Bring this to Mistress Helen's bedroom. Knock first, it's a sign of respect; but don't wait for an answer, just bring the tray into the room. Helen will direct you once you're in the bedroom.

Mark picked up the tray and left. 

As soon he was gone Lorraine turned to me. "Both Helen and I like your young man."

I smiled. "Thank you, so do I."

"We can tell." Lorraine paused for a moment. "April, Helen and I talked last night. We were wondering if you would like to have Mark move in with us."

I stared at Lorraine. "Are you serious?"

"Of course we are."

"I'll have to ask Mark; but yes, I would love it if he could live here."

Just then Mark walked back into the kitchen. 

Lorraine smiled at me. "I'm going to go check on Helen and David. I'll be right back."

After Lorraine was gone, Mark looked at me. "Is he going to check my work?"

"No silly, he just used that as an excuse to leave us alone for a moment." 

I grinned at Mark."

"April, why are you smiling like that?'

"Lorraine and Helen have invited you to live here. Would you like that?"

Mark stared at me. After a moment he asked, "Would you like that?"

I slowly nodded. "More than anything in the world."

Mark started grinning. "April I would love to live here." Suddenly he stopped. "Where would I sleep?"

I balled up my fist and punched Mark on the arm. "With me silly." 

Sometimes my baby was a little obtuse.

We moved Mark's belongings to Helen's house that same day. He never spent another night in his dormitory room.

The next two years were extraordinarily happy. 

That summer Helen decided that since she belonged to a country club, we should all learn to play golf. Of course no one mentioned the fact that Helen and Jessica originally joined the country club because they thought it was a good place to meet men.

In June we all spent two weeks at golf camp. 

Initially there was some disagreement about which tees Lorraine would play from. Helen resolved that issue. Each of us would be free to play from the tees of our choice. It was a good resolution.

Mark loved the game. It was the first time he'd ever encountered a sport where being slender and graceful was more important than being big and strong.

After we got home, Mark and I spent the rest of the summer playing golf every day at the country club. I'm a good athlete. I picked up the game very quickly, but Mark was better. By the end of the summer I could regularly shoot scores in the mid eighties. During the last week in August Mark shot three rounds in the seventies.

Our junior year at Kelroy was very successful. We both had a strong work ethic and pushed each other to study and excel in class.

Our senior year was just as successful. Mark and I both graduated Magna cum Laude. 

The night we graduated, I asked Mark to marry me. Of course, he accepted.

Helen, Jessica and Lorraine immediately went into a tizzy. Morris was also happy, but he had a little more self control.

Mark and I wanted a small wedding. Helen and Jessica argued for a big wedding. Morris and Lorraine made it clear that money was not a factor.

Mark and I held our ground. Helen and Jessica finally resolved themselves to the idea that we were going to have a small wedding in the formal living room at Helen's house.

Helen and Jessica decided that they should be bridesmaids. I wanted Lorraine to escort me down the aisle and give me away; but when I asked him he was clearly disappointed. He explained that this was most likely going to be his only chance to be a bridesmaid. He didn't want to miss the opportunity

We discussed having Morris walk me down the aisle. The problem was that Morris was also going to be Mark's best man. Jessica was the one who finally resolved the crisis. She pointed out that it was our wedding. We could do anything we wanted.

We all agreed. The problem was settled. I would have three bridesmaids. Morris would have a dual role. He would walk me down the aisle. As soon as he gave me away, he would become Mark's best man.

The wedding was a great success. Jamal, Darb's, Jake, Adam, Big Julius, Cynthia Parker, Mandy and Tony all attended.

After the reception, Mark and I went to the Calvert Hotel. That night I let Mark fuck me for the very first time. It had been over two years since I'd had a cock inside me. Mark's penis was small and he came quickly but it still felt good.

After he was done I made him lick his cum out of my cunt. That started a two hour sex romp. Mark licked my pussy and ass. I had several orgasms. I finished the night by giving him his very first blow job.

Afterwards we snuggled up to each other. As we lay in bed cuddling Mark looked at me and asked, "April, are you going to cuckold me now?"

I thought for a moment. I was certain that Mark had asked me the question because I'd let him fuck me. He understood me very well. He knew that once I started fucking again, I would want more.

I turned to him. "Maybe, if I find the right guy. Do you want me to cuckold you?"

He grinned and said, "Yes".

After we graduated, Mark got a job as a loan officer with The Wellington Bank. I signed a teaching contract with one of the suburban school districts. I was hired as an English teacher and assigned to Elias Moreland Senior High School. Our wedding present from Helen, Jessica, Morris and Lorraine was a small two bedroom bungalow about six blocks from Helen's house. Life for Mark and I was nearly perfect.

There was just one small complication. Mark was very perceptive. When I let him fuck me on our wedding night, it rekindled the itch. That one night was enough to make me remember how good it used to feel when a big, strong, masculine guy mounted me and plunged his huge erection into my sopping pussy.

I started to dream about big cocks. I thought about them all the time. When I talked on the telephone, I caught myself making doodles of erect penises. Fucking became an obsession.

Every time I met a new man, I found my self evaluating him as a candidate. It was no longer a question of if I was going to cuckold Mark. It was now a question of when.

Once school started I threw myself into my new job. I was excited about teaching. I was given five sections of eleventh grade English. I immediately started preparing my lesson plans.

During the opening workshop week of school I met Carl Mason. Carl was a first year Social Studies teacher. He was also the new boys basketball coach.

Carl was a six foot six inch muscular hunk. The first time I laid eyes on him we were at a faculty meeting in the school library. When I noticed him a little thrill shot through me. I spent the rest of the meeting imagining how wonderful it would feel to be pinned to the bed by that huge body while he pumped his cock in and out of my cunt.

After the meeting was over I lingered near the library exit. I was waiting for Carl. When he got to the door I accidentally turned and bumped into him. Our collision caused me to drop some papers I was carrying.

As I bent to pick up my papers I said, "Excuse me, I'm not usually this clumsy."

Carl was a gentleman. He bent over and helped me. "No I think it was my fault."

We stood up. As he handed me the papers he'd picked up he introduced himself. "My name is Carl Mason."

I took the papers from him. "It's nice to meet you Carl, I'm April Hansen."

Carl walked me to my classroom. We spent the next hour talking. We started with basketball. It was a common interest. Gradually we also started flirting with each other. The more I talked with Carl, the more I realized I wanted him. 

When I got home that evening Mark was in the kitchen making supper.

I sat down at the kitchen table. 

He brought me a glass of wine. As he set it down in front of me he asked, "How was your first day at school?"

I shrugged, "It was okay. We just had workshops and planning time. We won't see any students until Thursday. It was pretty uneventful." 

I paused, took a sip of wine and then I quietly added, "Except for one thing."

Mark was sautéing some mushrooms while we were talking. He stopped and looked at me. "What was that?"

"I met a guy."

Mark set his fork down and stood very still. "Really, tell me about him."

"His name is Carl. He's about six feet six and very well built. He obviously spends a lot of time in the gym."

"Is he a teacher?"

"Yes, he's like me. He was just hired. He's also the new assistant boy's basketball coach."

"I see." 

Mark picked up his fork and stirred the mushrooms in the fry pan. After a moment he asked, "Did you do anything with him?"

"No I just met him."

"Are you going to?"

"I don't know, maybe; he's very handsome." 

I got up, walked over to Mark and put my arms around his waist. "I still love you. No matter what happens I will always love you."

He turned and faced me. "I know, we've talked about this ever since we met. I've always known that it would eventually happen. It's just that..." Mark paused.

I looked at him. "What? Tell me."

"Now that you're actually talking about doing it, it's kind of scary."

I hugged Mark. As I hugged him I whispered into his ear, "Does it excite you?"

Mark gasped, "Yes."

I reached down to his crotch. Mark had an erection. 

I started to massage his penis. As I rubbed him I said, "Let's have dinner. After dinner you can give me a bath. When you're done bathing me, we can go to bed. While I'm lying in bed you can lick my pussy while I tell you all about Carl."

We ate dinner quickly. Both of us were excited.

After we were done eating we followed our usual routine. I relaxed and sipped a glass of wine while Mark cleared the table and washed the dishes.

Mark completed his chores quickly. Once he was done we retired to the bedroom.

As soon as we were in the bedroom I turned to my slave husband and said, "Undress, tonight I want you naked when you serve me." My tone of voice made it clear that this wasn't a request.

While Mark was taking off his clothes I went to my dresser and took out his cock cage. 

When he saw it he asked, "Is that necessary tonight?"

I smiled. "Of course not, but it will please me." 

I stared at Mark. I was feeling very dominant.

He said, "But..."

I slapped him. "But nothing! If it pleases me, that's all that matters. Now sit down on the bed while I put your cage on you."

Mark obediently sat down. Once his cage was in place and locked I said, "Good, now you can undress me."

As Mark undressed me I said, "It really isn't very respectful for you to question my whims."

Mark bowed his head. "I'm sorry Mistress April. I will try to behave more courteously in the future."

I smiled, "That's a much better attitude. Marcia, I really don't want to have to punish you." I took Mark's hand. "Come, it's time for my bath."

I got into the tub. The warm soapy water felt wonderful. I closed my eyes and enjoyed Mark's gentle touch as he washed my body. While he bathed me I said, "Marcia honey I don't know if I will ever actually end up in bed with Carl, but I now know that I'm ready to start dating again."

I closed my eyes while Mark washed my pussy. "When I do start partying with other men, you're going to bathe me before every date." I smiled at Mark, "And then you're going to help me get dressed." I took a deep breath. I was very aroused. "I want you to be a good slave and assist me while I make myself beautiful for my stud lovers."

I stood up. Hot soapy water was dripping from my body. "Get a towel slave."

Mark wrapped a huge towel around me and started patting me dry. As he dried me off I said, "Pussyboy, you're going to get me ready for every one of my dates."

We walked into the bedroom. I pushed Mark down on our bed and climbed on top of his face.

I leaned back so that my ass was directly over his mouth. "Lick my asshole pussyboy. Lick my asshole while you imagine me sucking Carl Mason's cock."

I shuddered with pleasure as I felt Mark push his tongue deep into my ass. "That's right baby lick me, show me that you want me to make you my cuckold."

Mark wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. He was obviously very excited. He pushed his tongue as deep into my ass as he possibly could.

I started rubbing my clit. 

"Baby, I can't wait until Carl fucks me. I'll bet he has a big thick cock." I laughed. "After Carl's done with me, I'll be so stretched out that there won't be any point to letting you fuck me anymore. That pathetic little thing of yours will get lost inside me. I won't even be able to feel it." I smirked. "Of course you don't get to fuck me anyway, so I guess it really won't make much difference will it."

I leaned forward so that Mark was licking my cunt. "When we get started, I'm going to give Carl a blow job. You know what a blow job is don't you pussyboy? It's something a woman does to please her man." 

I closed my eyes. "Lick my clit baby, lick my clit while I imagine myself sucking Carl's great big cock." 

My loins started to tingle. The feeling of pleasure that was building inside me was so intense that it was nearly unbearable. Suddenly I started screaming as a tidal wave of pleasure rolled through my body. I ruthlessly mashed my cunt against Mark's face while the sensations of joy radiated through me. I wasn't sure he could breathe, but I didn't really care. At that moment my own pleasure was all that mattered to me.

Gradually, my orgasm started to subside. My muscles relaxed. Mark gasped for breath as I rolled off of his face.

I lay still for a long time. Finally I turned and looked at Mark. "Baby, usually I'd take your cage off of you now and give you a nice hand job as a reward for pleasing me." I kissed Mark. "But not tonight. Tonight your cage stays on. Tonight you don't get to cum." I giggled, "Baby I've decided that you don't get to cum again until I've been well fucked by a real man. I want you to be just as eager for me to get together with Carl as I am." 



April's Story Ch. 34



Note: This story is the thirty-fourth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



The next day was Tuesday. We wouldn't have students until Thursday. 

I walked into Carl's classroom just after 10:00 am. He was working at his desk.

"How about a coffee break? It will give me a chance to apologize for bumping into you yesterday."

He laughed. "I think you have that all wrong, I was the clumsy one. I bumped into you." He stood up. "April I would love to have a cup of coffee with you."

The coffee break lasted almost an hour and ended with a lunch date at one. Tuesday evening I went home and filled Mark in on the days developments

On Wednesday Carl and I went out to a long lunch. By the time we were done dining, our causal conversation had turned into overt flirting. On Wednesday night I went home and related every detail of my lunch date to Mark.

Thursday school actually started. The first day of classes is a very hectic time in a high school. 

Just after the bell rang that ended the last class of the day, Carl wandered into my classroom. "Hey April, how about joining me for a beer at Robinson's Bar."

I smiled at Carl. "That's sounds wonderful. I could really use a beer. I need thirty minutes to lay out my lessons for tomorrow. Is that okay?"

Carl nodded. "You've got it. I'll be back in a half hour."

Robinson's was a little hole in the wall neighborhood bar about two miles from school. As soon as we got there Carl went to the bar and bought a pitcher of beer while I found a booth and sat down.

Carl brought the beer and two glasses over. After he set them down I was a little disappointed when he sat on the side of the booth across from me. I smiled to myself, Carl was just a little shy. 

Carl poured me a glass of beer. I took a sip. Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris were all wine drinkers. They taught me to drink wine. I hadn't had a beer since Ponce and Danny were killed. It tasted good. 

Carl and I started chatting. As we drank, our conversation grew more and more flirtatious. We finished the first pitcher beer, so Carl went to get another one.

When he returned I was again disappointed to see him sit down on the opposite side of the booth. My stud was obviously very shy around women.

I stood up and smiled at Carl. "Excuse me, I'll be right back. I have to pee."

When I returned I sat down on Carl's side of the booth and gave him a hip. "Move over studman. Like it or not, you're about to get some company over here."

Carl laughed. "I love company."

After I sat down I casually rested my hand on Carl's thigh. As we drank our next glass of beer, our conversation shifted from mild flirtation to blatant sexual innuendo. While we talked I started to massage Carl's thigh. It wasn't long before I was massaging the inside of his thigh.

As I caressed him my hand moved closer and closer to Carl's crotch. We both gasped when my fingers brushed against the head of his trouser covered cock. I was pleased to find that Carl had an erection.

I left my hand on the inside of Carl's thigh so it was just barely touching the tip of his erection and waited for a moment to see if he would protest. He didn't, so I placed my hand directly on his cock. He was huge. My wildest hopes were coming true.

Suddenly I felt Carl's hand on my thigh. Needless to say, I didn't remove it. Instead, I leaned my head against his shoulder, parted my thighs and started massaging his cock and balls.

The booth we were in was at the back of the bar and quite private. As long as we remained moderately discreet we could play without fear of discovery.

As I rubbed Carl's cock, I felt him move his hand to my crotch. I gasped as he pushed my panties aside and slipped two of his large fingers into my pussy.

I was getting very excited. I wanted this to go further. It was four o'clock in the afternoon. It was too light out to discreetly play in the back seat of a car. We needed to go to a motel.

I whispered to Carl. "How soon is your wife expecting you? Do we have time to go to a motel this afternoon?"

He smiled and took out his cell phone. "I'll call her and tell her I'm having a beer with some of the guys from school. She won't suspect a thing."

I got up and went to the bathroom. While I was there I called Mark. He was still at work. The receptionist at the bank put me through to him right away.

"Mark Peters."

"Hello sweetheart."

"Hi April, what's going on?"

"I'm about to check into a motel with Carl."

There was a pause on the other end of the telephone. Finally Mark said, "Really."

"Yes."

"Which motel?"

I laughed. "Does it matter?"

"Not really, but I guess I'd like to know."

"I think we'll go to The Budget Rest Inn out by the freeway."

"Why that one?"

"It's cheap. I really don't care if the bed is comfortable or how many cable channels they have. We aren't going to be there that long and I am certain we won't be watching television."

"I see."

"Mark I want you to stop and buy a bottle of champagne after work. You and I are going to have a little celebration when I get home."

There was silence for a moment and then Mark said, "Yes Mistress April, whatever you wish." He was whispering.

Mark's submissiveness excited me. I decided to taunt him just a little bit. 

"Cuckboy, I have to go. I have a man waiting to fuck me. I'll be home when he's finished."

I turned off my cell phone, and walked back into the bar. As I approached the booth, Carl was shutting off his cell phone.

"Is everything okay?"

He nodded. "Yes, Joanne just told me to drive carefully and not stay out too late. She's very familiar with coaches. She knows that when we stop at a bar after work, one beer frequently becomes several beers. 

Carl looked at me, "How about your husband?"

I smiled. "Mark's never a problem, he doesn't mind if I play around a little."

Carl stared at me, "Really?"

I nodded, "Really."

"You mean he knows you're going to a motel with me?"

"Yes."

"And he doesn't care?"

"Let's just say he accepts it."

Carl looked puzzled. "What does that mean?"

I grabbed Carl and pulled him out of the booth. "Let's not waste time talking about my husband. We have some serious business to attend to. It's motel time."

Carl laughed. "April, I think you're going to make this a very interesting school year."

We got into our cars and Carl followed me to the motel. 

As soon as we arrived Carl got out of his car and walked over to me. "April, I should have said something earlier, Joanne pays the bills at our house. I don't dare put the room on my credit card."

I laughed. "Don't worry studman, we can put the room on my credit card. Wait here, I'll be right back."

I got out of my car and walked into the office. There was an overweight, middle aged man behind the desk. He was typing on a computer. 

I was a little nervous. I was worried that he would be suspicious about why I wanted the room when he saw that I only lived two miles away. There wasn't any need for concern. He took my credit card and my driver's license, wrote up a room contract and handed it to me.

As I signed the contract he said, "Check out time is 10:00 am."

I handed the contract back. "We may want to check out early in the morning. Do we need to come down and see you?'

He shook his head. "As long as you don't make any long distance telephone calls or rent any pay per view movies you're fine. Just leave the keys in the room and close the door behind you."

I smiled and said, "Thank you."

As I turned to leave he said, "I hope you and your husband have a good time." 

I went out to the parking lot and got Carl. We were in room 227. 

As soon as we stepped into the room Carl closed the door behind us, took me in his arms and kissed me. As he kissed me he unbuttoned my blouse and unfastened my brassiere. Carl wasn't shy anymore and he was a man. He didn't ask for permission, he took what he wanted.

While Carl was fondling my naked breasts, I reached down, unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. Carl kicked his shoes off and sat down on the bed. I pulled his trousers and boxers shorts off. He removed his shirt and lay back on the pillows.

Carl was a big, well muscled man. Just looking at him lying on the bed with his mighty cock sticking straight up sent a shiver of excitement through my loins. 

I quickly took my clothes off. Once I was naked, I climbed onto the bed next to him and wrapped both of my hands around his huge erection.

Carl sighed as I leaned over and kissed the head of his engorged penis. A little thrill went through me as I put his magnificent weapon into my mouth. It was over two years since I'd sucked a real cock. 

It was true that I'd given Mark a blow job on our wedding night, but his little toy was so tiny that it didn't really count. As I now made love to Carl's erect penis, I remembered just how exciting it was to have a real man's cock in my mouth. 

Carl lay back and quietly enjoyed the blow job I was giving him. After a few minutes he sat up and rolled me over onto my back. He pulled my legs apart and rubbed my cunt with his huge fingers. He was rough. It was exciting.

My new lover climbed on top of me. I started to shake with excitement when I felt the head of his hard cock pressing against the lips of my moist pussy.

I closed my eyes and held my breath as Carl's massive penis penetrated me. Once he was all the way in he stopped. For a moment we lay together quietly. I was pinned to the bed underneath Carl's powerful body. His stiff cock was buried in my cunt.

As we lay there, I felt Carl start to move. At first his motion was nearly imperceptible. Gradually it increased. Soon he was making long slow thrusts in and out of my cunt.

My excitement started to build as Carl quickened his tempo. I wrapped my legs around his thighs and bucked my hips in response to his thrusts.

The intensity of our movement grew with our passion. Soon we were fucking with unbridled fury. Our lust was quickly building to an almost unbearable crescendo. Suddenly a burst of pleasure exploded inside me, I screamed as an orgasm tore through my loins. 

Carl kept fucking me. As the waves of pleasure cascaded through me I felt his cock shoot a spurt of semen into the back of my womb. As soon as Carl started cumming he stopped his thrusts but he kept his ejaculating penis buried deep inside me.

For a few moments Carl and I were lost in a tempest of carnal ecstasy, but gradually the tension in our bodies started to relax and we both collapsed onto the bed. As Carl rolled off of me his softening penis slipped from my vagina.

I nestled into my lover's arms. For a few minutes I was content to cuddle with him and then I let my hand drift to his flaccid cock. I gently picked it up. As I held it, I felt it begin to stir.

That was all the encouragement I needed. I slid down Carl's body and put his growing penis in my mouth.

It was a matter of seconds before Carl was again fully erect.

Now it was my turn to be on top. I straddled my stud and slowly lowered myself onto his wonderful erection. We had both already had an orgasm, so now we were free take our time and savor this union. I started with a slow easy rhythm. For a while we just waltzed with each other, but as our passion slowly grew, I needed to accelerate the tempo.

Soon we were dancing the foxtrot. Our tempo was now a quick staccato. We were both still hungry. We started attacking each other in an effort to satisfy our mutual lust.

Carl had already had one orgasm so his staying power was much better this time. Our second coupling turned into a marathon fuck.

Our aggressive tempo started to wear both of us out. We had to change to a slow, rhythmic tango. As we danced, I got lost in a surreal world of carnal pleasure. 

I could have gone on forever, but Carl had other ideas. He rolled me off of him. It was time for him to retake control. I willingly surrendered. My eyes were closed as Carl mounted me and pushed his cock back into my cunt.

Now Carl dictated the tempo. It was a rough, athletic pace that was driven by mutual need. The dance was over.

I went wild as Carl repeatedly thrust his lance in and out of my cunt. Our orgasms came quickly. Mine was just subsiding when Carl started to pump his semen into my womb.

Once he was done, we collapsed onto the bed. We were both completely spent. Our lust was temporarily satisfied. For a few moments we lay quietly in each others arms and then Carl looked at the clock. It was 7:30.

He sat up. "April I have to get home."

"I know baby, so do I."

We quickly got dressed, left the keys in the room and closed the door behind us. 

Carl walked me to my car. When we got there, he kissed me and said, "April I had a wonderful time."

I giggled and said, "So did I."

"Can we do it again soon?"

"I would love that."

After Carl kissed me again we both of us got into our cars. We waved to each other as we drove out of the parking lot and turned into the street. We were both in a hurry to return home to our waiting spouses.

As I was driving home I began to think about Mark. Carl may have temporarily satisfied my carnal desires, but my sadistic urges were just waking up.

I picked up my cell phone and called my cuckold husband.

Mark answered the telephone after the first ring. I smiled, it was obvious the he was eagerly waiting for me to call.

My pussy started to tingle with excitement. 

"Hello."

"Hi pussyboy, guess who."

"Hi April, where are you?"

"Excuse me! I don't recall giving you permission to address me as an equal."

Mark stammered a quick response. "I'm sorry Mistress April. I apologize. Please forgive me, I overstepped my boundaries."

"Yes you did. I will forgive you this time, but do not let it happen again. If you do I will be forced to punish you. Remember that Mistress Helen's horse whip is hanging in my closet."

"Yes Mistress April. Thank you Mistress April."

"Pussyboy, did you remember to buy a bottle of champagne for me?"

"Yes Mistress. I bought a very good bottle."

"Good, I just had a wonderful afternoon with my new lover and I'm in the mood to celebrate."

Suddenly, I had a wicked idea. "Pussyboy, when I get home, I want to you to be waiting for me wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties. I have just been with a real man and I want it to be perfectly clear to both of us that you are not his equal."

"Yes Mistress April, I understand."

"Pussyboy, there's more. When I open the front door I expect to find you on your knees holding a glass of champagne for me. Do you understand that?"

I could hear Mark take a deep breath. I wasn't sure if it was the result of excitement or fear. I hoped it was a combination of the two. 

After a moment he answered. "Yes Mistress, I'll be waiting."

"Good boy, I'm going to hang up now. I'll be home in a few minutes. You have several tasks to complete. You'll have to hurry, do not dare to let me down."

I ended the call.

I smiled as I put my cell phone back in my purse. This was going to be a memorable evening. 

A little thrill rippled through me when I walked in the front door. Mark was on his knees waiting for me. All he was wearing was a pair of pink lace panties. I could see the bulge from his chastity cage under those panties. In his right hand he was holding a glass of champagne.

I paused for a moment to collect myself and then I bent down and took the glass of champagne from Mark's hand.

I sipped some of the wine and I looked at my kneeling husband. "Pussyboy, how does it feel to know that you're now a cuckold?" 

I grinned at Mark. "Just in case there was any doubt in your mind, let me assure you that it's true. Carl made you a cuckold two times this afternoon." I leered at him. "The second time he made you a cuckold he took a very long time doing it." I sighed. "My new stud is a wonderful lover."

I drank the rest of my wine and handed the glass to Mark. "Pour me another glass of Champagne and bring it into the bedroom cuckboy."

I walked into the bedroom and sat down on the bed, a moment later Mark came in carrying a glass of champagne on a tray.

"Set the champagne down and undress me."

Mark placed the glass of wine on my bedside table and started unbuttoning my blouse. I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes while my slave removed my clothing.

When Mark pulled my panties off I spread my legs. "Look at my pussy cuckboy; See how stretched and raw it is. Carl has a very big cock and he fucks like a man. He knows when to be gentle and he knows when to be rough. He fucked me hard this afternoon and guess what wimpboy; I loved every minute of it."

I sat up in the bed, placed my feet on the floor and spread my legs. "I want you on your knees Cuckboy." I snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor. "Kneel down between my legs."

Mark obediently got down on his knees.

"Look at my cunt pussyboy. I let Carl cum inside me this afternoon. Did you hear that cuckboy? Another man ejaculated his semen into your wife's cunt today."

Mark looked up at me

"Don't look at me, look at my cunt!"

Mark's eyes returned to my crotch.

"Carl's dried cum is all over the lips of my pussy. Can you see it cuckboy?"

Mark nodded. 

"Lick it up wimpboy. Lick my lover's dried semen off the lips of my cunt."

My loins tingled with delight as Mark leaned forward and kissed the lips of my pussy. As soon as I felt his tongue licking me clean, I closed my eyes and lay back on the bed. 

"Can you taste him? Can you taste Carl's semen cucky?"

Mark stopped licking me and looked up. I was very wet. His face glistened with my love nectar. 

He smiled at me and said, "Yes Mistress April, I can taste him."

I grabbed Mark's hair and pulled him up on the bed. "Lie down pussyboy. Carl left a lot more cum inside me."

Mark lay on his back. I straddled his face and sat down on his mouth. 

I don't know how long I rocked back and forth on Mark's face. We both lost track of the time. He licked me to two orgasms. After my second orgasm I finally rolled off of him. 

I was worn out. I lay down next to Mark, put my arms around him and softly kissed his cheek.

"Sweetheart, go and get the key for your chastity cage. It's in my purse." I'd taught school that day. For obvious reasons I didn't wear the key around my ankle.

Mark got up and disappeared into the living room. While he was gone I got up, went into the bathroom and got a damp wash cloth.

We returned at the same time. 

"Baby hand me the key and sit down on the bed."

Mark sat down. I quickly unlocked his cage and slipped it off of him. I placed the cage on my bedside table and gently wiped Mark's tiny penis and testicles with the damp cloth. 

After I was done I whispered into his ear, "You have been a very good boy, are you ready for your reward?"

Mark grinned at me and said, "Yes please."

I reached down and gently picked up his tiny cock with my index finger and thumb. As I slowly stroked him I pushed his face to my breast. "Suckle on my nipple while I masturbate you."

It was only a moment before a dribble of semen squirted from the tip of Mark's penis. When he was done ejaculating I pushed my cum covered fingers into his mouth.

"Lick them clean pussyboy." 

Once Mark was done I grabbed him and said, "It's time for you to give me a bath."

Mark bathed me. When he was finished I put on a robe and watched television while he showered and made supper. After dinner Mark cleaned the kitchen while I read the newspaper. 




April's Story Ch. 34



As soon as Mark was done with his chores he joined me in the living room. We cuddled together on the couch and shared the rest of the champagne while we watched late night television. 



April's Story Ch. 35



Note: This story is the thirty-fifth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

We went to bed just after eleven. It had been a long day, I was tired. I should have fallen asleep immediately, but I didn't. I couldn't get Carl out of my mind. Actually it would be more accurate to say that I couldn't get Carl's cock out of my mind.

As I lay in bed next to Mark, I kept thinking about how wonderful it felt to have Carl's huge penis pumping in and out of my cunt. I'd forgotten just how much I loved to fuck. Now that I remembered, I knew that I wanted to do it again and again. 

I started to think about how I could make this happen. Motels were expensive. Even cheap motels were expensive when you're using them four or five afternoons a week.

I began to consider alternatives.

Fucking Carl at school seemed like a very bad choice. After school, students were everywhere and custodians randomly came in and out of classrooms. Even more important, getting caught would be professionally disastrous. School was not a choice.

I wracked my brain for other possible alternatives. I could only come up with one that was both safe and affordable.

I turned to Mark. "Baby are you awake?'

He rolled over. "Yes, what's on your mind?"

I laughed, "Carl's cock, I can't get it out of my mind. I have to have him again. Mark, I want him to fuck me every day. I'm obsessed with his big beautiful penis."

Mark didn't say anything. 

"Baby Carl and I need a safe place to fuck. This is the only place I can think of that works. Mark, I want to bring Carl to our house so we can fuck in this bed."

Mark was silent for a long time. Finally he said; "If that's what you want, I really can't stop you can I?"

He rolled over so he was facing away from me. As he lay there, I was fairly certain I heard him crying.

I put my hand on his shoulder. "Baby, what's the matter?"

Mark rolled over again so he was facing me. "That shouldn't be too hard to figure out. I'm jealous. You have a new man. I'm worried that you won't need me anymore."

I stared at my husband for a moment and then I snapped at him.. "Get used to it pussyboy, you're a cuck. Jealousy is going to be part of your life. Now quit whimpering and go to sleep. I want some quiet while I dream about my lover."

As soon as I said it I knew it was a cruel thing to say; but at the moment I was too focused on Carl to care.

Mark turned away from me again. He was silent.

I callously fell asleep dreaming of Carl Mason's cock.

The next morning I overslept. I panicked when I woke up and saw the time. I didn't want to be late for work so I raced around the house in a tizzy combing my hair, putting on my makeup and getting dressed. Mark was a sweetheart and handed me a piece of toast and a cup of coffee as I rushed out the door. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to kiss him goodbye.

As I drove to work I had a chance to calm down just a little and started thinking about the events of the last twenty-four hours. 

Suddenly I felt awful when I remembered what I'd said to Mark as we fell asleep last night. I didn't know how I could have possibly been so cruel. Mark was a wonderful husband. I loved him, I would always love him. All he wanted last night was a little reassurance and I didn't give it to him. 

I was overcome with guilt. I felt even worse when I realized that I'd just rushed out of the house without bothering to kiss him goodbye. 

I pulled my car in the faculty lot. As I parked, I decided that I would call Mark during my preparation period and apologize. 

When I walked into school my thoughts turned to Carl. I couldn't wait to see him. 

I quickly went to my classroom, locked my purse in my file cabinet and made sure my lessons were ready for the day.

As soon as I was certain that everything was in place I looked at the clock. There was still fifteen minutes before school started. I just had time to run over to Carl's room and say good morning.

Carl was sitting at his desk when I walked into his classroom. 

"Good morning Mr. Mason."

He looked up and smiled.

I walked over to his desk. I was about to kiss Carl's cheek when I noticed a picture sitting in front of him. It was a photo of two very cute little blond haired girls. They were sitting together on a porch swing. The girl on the right was maybe two or three. The girl on the left was a little older. She was probably four or five. They were dressed in matching white party dresses and they both had a pink ribbon in their hair. 

I stopped and looked at Carl. "Who are these cute little girls?"

Carl beamed at me. "Those are my daughters. The little one is Katie; she just had her third birthday. The older one is Becky; she'll be five next month.

I was speechless. I'd never even considered the possibility that Carl might have children. 

I needed time to think. I quickly stammered out, "I have to get to class." And then I turned and started to walk out of the room. 

Carl stood up. "April is everything okay?"

I turned back to Carl, "No everything isn't okay. You have two little girls."

Carl shrugged. "What difference does that make?"

"Carl, it makes all the difference in the world. I couldn't live with myself if I was responsible for breaking up your family."

"April, that won't happen."

"How can you be sure of that? What if one of your wife's friends sees us go into a motel together? What if we get sloppy and you go home with my lipstick on your collar?"

I shook my head. "No Carl, this game we play can't involve children." I stared at him. "We can continue to be friends, but we can't be lovers. You have a family that needs you. I won't do anything that might separate you from them." 

I turned and walked out of the room. I was on the verge of tears. I went to my room, students were coming into class.

I sat down at my desk and buried my face in my hands. This morning on my way to work I realized that I'd been cruel and thoughtless to my wonderful husband. Now I'd just found out that I was a potential home wrecker. I wanted to cry. I was a horrible person.

The bell to start first hour rang. 

I looked up, thirty-four teenagers were staring at me. Ponce, Danny, Lorraine, Helen, Morris, Jessica, my father and most of all Mark had all taught me to be strong. I wasn't going to disappoint them now. I had a job to do and I had to do it. I would just have to deal my problems later.

I swallowed hard and stood up. "Everyone take out your literature books and open them to page seventeen." 

At lunch time Carl came to my room to try to talk to me.

I refused to see him. I wasn't angry with Carl, I just knew that we didn't have anything to discuss. I also didn't trust myself. Part of me wanted to keep getting together with Carl. I didn't dare risk letting him talk me into doing something I'd later regret.

I was relieved when the final bell rang to end the school day. I quickly laid out my lesson plans for the next day and went home.

I hadn't called Mark. I was afraid I would start crying while we talked on the telephone.

It was 3:30 when I got home. Mark wasn't due home until 5:00. I tried to keep busy, but the time still past slowly. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about the awful things I'd done in the last twenty-four hours. As I thought about them, I started to get sadder and sadder.

By the time I heard Mark's key in the lock I was on the verge of tears. When Mark walked into the house I was sitting on the couch staring at the floor.

Mark stopped and studied me for a moment. Finally he said, "April, what's the matter?"

I looked at him and said, "Do you hate me?"

"Of course not, I could never hate you."

"Mark, I am so sorry I was mean to you when we fell asleep last night. All you wanted from me was some reassurance that I still loved you and I was too wrapped up in myself to give it to you."

I stood up, walked over to Mark and put my arms around him. "Baby I love you more than any other man in the entire world and I will always love you more than any man in the entire world."

Mark smiled. "April, it's nice to hear you say that, but I know it. I knew it last night." 

He sighed. "Last night was a new experience for me. It was the first time you've ever come home after a date with another man. I was trying to figure out how to cope with it. I had to remember that one of the many reasons you're cuckolding me is to cause me some pain."

He laughed. "We both know you're a sadist and we both know I'm a masochist. When I started whining last night, telling me to quit whimpering and learn to live with my jealousy was the perfect response."

He kissed my cheek. "Is everything okay now?"

I slowly shook my head, "No, everything is still awful."

Mark took my hand and led me to the couch.

"Let's sit down." Once we were seated Mark smiled and said, "Tell me everything."

I started talking. I told Mark about Carl's daughters. I revealed my fears about becoming a home wrecker. I described how I broke off my relationship with Carl and refused to talk to him at lunch. 

Once I was done I looked at Mark. "Sweetheart, I don't want to stop seeing other men, but I think that's what I going to have to do. Every time I meet a hot guy, I'm going to worry about whether or not he has a family at home."

Mark smiled at me. "I don't want you to stop seeing other guys either." He paused, "Why don't you look for single guys?"

I stared at Mark for a long time. This was a touchy issue. Finally I decided that it needed to be voiced.

"Because I'm married to you, because I love you. What if a single guy falls in love with me? What if I become temporarily infatuated with him? Sex is a very powerful attraction. I want to play around and you want me to play around, but neither of us wants to risk our marriage."

Mark sighed. "You're right, married men are safer." Mark thought for a moment. Finally he said, "We have to find a way for you to have some one night stands."

I nodded. "You're right, but how?"

Mark smiled. "We need some expert advice."

He walked over, picked up the telephone, dialed a number and waited. 

After a moment he said, "Hi Lorraine, it's Mark."

"We've had better days. Lorraine, what's for dinner at your house?"

"Your fettuccine is wonderful. Any chance you have enough to feed two more mouths?"

"Thank you, I was hoping that would be the case."

"Great, we would love to see them. Lorraine is thirty minutes okay?'

"Good, we'll be there."

Mark hung the telephone up and turned to me. "We're going to Helen and Lorraine's for fettuccine. Jessica and Morris are also going to be there."

I stared at Mark. 

He smiled. "When you need advice, you go see the experts."

I laughed. Mark was right; no one knew more about the world of cuckolding than Helen and Jessica. They were experts; they would know what to do.

Jessica and Morris were already there when we arrived at Helen and Lorraine's.

Helen grabbed me as soon as I walked in the door. "Come with us dear. We can go into the parlor and talk while the slaves get dinner on the table."

I shook my head. "No Helen, I'd really like it if we could bend the rules tonight. I'd like the slaves to sit in the parlor with us."

Helen looked at me. "Very well dear." She turned to Mark. "Marcia, fetch Lorraine."

Mark bowed, "Yes Mistress Helen." He disappeared down the hallway. A moment later he returned with Lorraine.

Lorraine curtsied. "Mistress Helen, you called for me."

"Yes Lorraine. What's the status of dinner?" 

"Everything is ready. Dinner can be served at your convenience."

"Very good, Lorraine were going to have a family night. Set additional places at the table for you, Morris and Mark. When that's done join us in the parlor."

Lorraine nodded and hurried out of the parlor. 

Helen turned to Mark. "Please help Morris prepare cocktails for everyone. Martini's would be nice."

Helen, Jessica and I sat down while Morris, Mark and Lorraine made all the preparations. Even on a family night it was easier to be a dominant in Helen's house.

Once everyone was finally settled Helen looked at me and said, "Something is on your mind dear. Would you like to tell us what it is?"

I nodded, "Yes, very much."

Everyone listened intently as I spent the next fifteen minutes relating the events of the past twenty-four hours.

After I was done Helen smiled at me. "I'm sorry that it didn't work out, but I'm glad to hear that you finally took another lover. I think that was a big step for you dear."

I shook my head, "Yes but I want to do it again and I don't really see how I can. After thinking about it, I now realize that part of the problem with Carl was that we worked together. We have to see each other every day. Playing with guys I work with is obviously bad, but if I can't meet guys at work where am I going to meet them? How can I safely meet men without being afraid of getting into complicated relationships and busting up families?"

Morris laughed and said, "I think we can rule out church suppers".

Jessica glared at her husband. He quickly looked at the floor and said, "Sorry that just slipped out"'.

One of the many reasons I loved Morris was his wonderful sense of humor. I smiled at him. "That's okay, I thought it was pretty funny."

He winked at me.

I turned to everyone, Where do I safely meet men who are just looking for a good time?"

Lorraine turned to Helen. "Is Baxter's still open?"

Helen smiled. "Yes of course, Baxter's." She turned to Jessica. "Wasn't Angela Reynolds just talking about Baxter's?"

Jessica nodded. "Yes, it was last week. We were having cocktails at the country club. She was telling us about a very handsome man that she'd met there."

I looked at them. "What's Baxter's?"

Morris started laughing. "It's a roadhouse on the north end of town that our wives used to frequent." He grinned. It was a mischievous grin. "Now, they're a little too old for the place."

Jessica again glared at her husband. "Slave boy, you're choosing to live very dangerously tonight."

Morris smiled at his wife. "I'm just having fun teasing the woman I love."

Helen laughed. "Jessica, your little slave certainly knows how to turn on the charm."

Jessica nodded. "It's why I'm still married to him."

I threw up my arms. "Could you guys please focus for a minute! You're worse than my fifth hour class. I would be very grateful if someone would tell me a little more about Baxter's."

Lorraine leaned forward. "Baxter's is a night club that caters to people like you."

"What do you mean, people like me?"

"I'm talking about married people who are looking for a little extracurricular fun."

"Why don't Jessica and Helen go there anymore?"

Helen smiled at me, "Because it isn't necessary. Jessica and I are looking for men who are a little more mature than the men you're seeking. If our playmates have children, they're most likely going to be grown up".

Jessica added, "Older married couples frequently drift apart. They stay together because it's comfortable and convenient, but they don't actually care about spending much time with each other. These couples don't get very upset if one of them occasionally drifts off for a little discreet fun."

Helen continued the explanation. "Mature single men are generally divorced and rarely interested in getting remarried. The men in our age group who are looking for a wife are readily apparent and easy to avoid."

Jessica shook her head. "April, the problems you're encountering are unique to your age group. 

Helen smiled. "There is one additional factor. The attraction that Baxter's offers is a parking lot deliberately set up so that couples can discreetly party in their cars without fear of exposure. Jessica and I are just a little too old to comfortably play around in the back seat of a Chevrolet."

"Do you really think I should go there?"

Helen nodded. "As usual, Lorraine is very resourceful. I think that Baxter's is the perfect solution for your problem. The men you're likely to encounter there are looking for nothing more than a little quick fun in the parking lot."

Jessica thought for a moment. "If I remember correctly, Wednesday and Thursday were the best nights. Most married men have to spend Friday and Saturday nights with their wives and no one likes to go out at the beginning of the work week."

I looked at Mark. "I've never gone to a bar by myself. I'll be kind of nervous. It would help if you drove me there. Would you do that for me?"

Mark grinned at me. "I would be honored to do that."

"You can't stay. After you drop me off you'll have to go home and wait for me to call you when it's time to come and get me."

"I understand"

"Can we go next Thursday?"

"Yes, Thursday would be fine."

Helen stood up. "Since it appears that we have at least found a temporary solution to April's problem. I think its dinner time. Lorraine will you please get everything ready."

For the first time that day, I was happy. I looked at Mark while we ate dinner. I was so lucky to have found him. He was the smartest man in the whole world. It was his idea to call Helen and Lorraine. It seemed like he always knew exactly what to do. 



April's Story Ch. 36



Note: This story is the thirty-sixth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

The weekend flew by. 

The following Monday was the beginning of the first full week of school. I was a beginning teacher. Each day was an adventure that constantly presented new challenges.

Every evening Mark and I ate dinner and talked about the events of the day. 

As we were finishing dinner on Wednesday night I looked at Mark and said, "Tomorrow is Thursday."

He nodded. "Yes it is."

"I'm excited and a little nervous about going to Baxter's."

"Why do you say you're nervous?"

"I've never gone to a bar by myself before."

"You'll be fine once you get there. April, you used to dance naked in front of hundreds of men."

I giggled. "I did do that didn't I?"

Mark nodded.

"Do you ever wish you could see me dance?"

"Yes very much."

I had a wicked little thought. "Maybe some night in the future I'll bring a man home and you can watch me do a strip tease for him."

I looked at Mark. I could tell he was getting excited. "Think about it baby. You're on your knees wearing nothing but your cock cage. My lover is sitting on the couch. He's fully dressed. I turn to you and tell you to put on some music, slow seductive music. You do as you're told."

Mark shook his head. "You're evil."

I laughed, "Only with you cuckboy."

Mark took a deep breath. It was obvious he was trying to collect himself. "What time do you want to leave for Baxter's tomorrow night?"

"I think about 7:30. That should get me there about 8:00. I want a little time to settle in and get used to the place before the debauchery starts."

Mark laughed. "You have high hopes for this place don't you."

I looked at my husband. I was now very serious. "Yes I do."

Mark smiled at me. "I hope you're not disappointed."

"I don't plan to be disappointed." 

I stood up. "Slave boy clear the table. I'm going to sit on the couch and read the newspaper while you wash the dishes. When the kitchen is clean we're going to go into the bedroom. I want to sit on your face and finish my little story about dancing for my lover." 

On Thursday I left school just before three. I stopped at the Boutique on my way home. Helen, Jessica and Lorraine were all there.

As soon as I walked in the door, Lorraine looked at Helen and Jessica and said, "Our favorite slut is here."

Helen turned to her slave. "Lorraine, mind your tongue."

I laughed. "It's okay Helen, I like the title."

Jessica smiled. "I like it to dear. I've always been happy that I was a slut."

Helen shook her head, "Okay all of you win. Now let's get to the important issue. April honey we found some wonderfully sexy lingerie and a very nice little cocktail dress for you to wear to Baxter's tonight."

Jessica held up a black garter belt, black stockings, a pair of black thong panties and a matching brassiere. Everything was trimmed with red lace. It really was very sexy lingerie.

I smiled. "Thank you, it's beautiful but..."

Helen looked at me, "But what dear?"

"Why do I need a brassiere? I thought it would be sexier to go braless tonight."

Jessica laughed. "Honey there isn't a guy in this world who doesn't get a little thrill when he unclasps a brassiere."

Helen nodded, "She is right you know."

I looked at all three of them and started giggling, "Okay, I defer to your experience; tonight I'll wear a bra."

Lorraine held up the dress. It was a black cocktail dress. It was a very short and very low cut. 

I looked at my three friends, "It's gorgeous, thank you very much."

Lorraine walked over and kissed my cheek. "We want you to have fun tonight sweetheart. You know that all four of us love you."

Lorraine was of course including Morris as the fourth.

I smiled at all three of them. "I love you guys to. It was the luckiest day of my life when I walked into this shop."

Helen walked over and hugged me. "We think we were also pretty lucky." 

It was almost five when I got home. 

I was laying out my outfit for the evening when Mark walked in the door. He strolled into the bedroom and said, "Hi sweetheart, how are you tonight?"

I walked over to him and slapped his face. "How dare you be that familiar with me? You've been trained; you know how to properly address me."

Mark smiled, took a deep breath and bowed, "My apologies Mistress April. I don't know whatever possessed me to be so familiar."

"I forgive you Marcia; just don't let it happen again."

I put my arms around my husband, kissed his cheek and whispered into his ear. "I thought you might enjoy being a good little pussyboy slave while you dressed me for my evening out."

Mark grinned at me. "Thank you, I'd like that very much."

I stepped back, "Then get your clothes off pussyboy."

Mark quickly stripped. Once he was naked I said, "Fetch your cock cage. I don't want to have to worry about you jerking off while I'm enjoying myself this evening."

Mark brought me his chastity cage. I put it on him and snapped the lock shut. 

"Put the key on my dresser. You can fasten my ankle chain on me after I'm dressed."

Mark obediently did as he was told. As soon as he returned I said, "Draw me a bath."

Mark went into the bathroom. I heard him start running the water. 

When he came back into the bedroom I held up the black cocktail dress that Helen, Jessica and Lorraine had just given to me. "Do you think the men at Baxter's will find this outfit exciting tonight?"

"Yes Mistress April, You'll look very sexy in that outfit."

I smiled, "Very good cuckboy, I want to look very sexy tonight." I put exaggerated emphasis on the word very.

Mark went back into the bathroom. I heard him adjusting the water faucets. Finally he returned. "Mistress April, your bath is ready."

I went into the bathroom, stepped into the bathtub and sat down. I lay back, relaxed and closed my eyes. The hot water felt wonderfully soothing. 

While I relaxed Mark gently washed my body. Being a dominant has many advantages. This simple pleasure was one of them. 

After Mark was done bathing me, he carefully shaved my legs and pussy. Once I was nice and smooth, I stood up. As I stepped out of the tub, Mark draped a large fluffy towel around my shoulders and tenderly patted me dry.

I sat down at my makeup table and relaxed while Mark brushed my hair. When he was finished, I smiled at him and said, "I'd like a light snack before I go. Bring me some cheese slices and a glass of white wine."

Mark disappeared into the kitchen. While he was gone I put on my eye makeup and lip gloss. When he returned he carried a tray with a small plate of cheese slices and a single glass of white wine on it. I smiled to myself. Mark was well trained. He knew better than to bring a glass of wine for himself.

"Set the cheese and wine on my makeup table and get down on your knees. You can kiss my feet while I enjoy my snack." 

I ate a slice of cheese. I was hungry, it tasted good. The wine was my favorite, pinot grigio. It was ice cold. I took a sip, closed my eyes and relaxed while Mark kissed my feet. This was another amenity that comes with being dominant. 

When I finished the cheese and took my last sip of wine I looked down at my husband. "Thank you slave boy, that was very nice."

I stood up. "It's time for me to get dressed."

I walked over to my full length mirror and looked at the reflection of my naked body. "Pussyboy I want you to look at me and imagine the pleasure that my lover is going to experience this evening while he plays with me." 

I turned to Mark; I remembered our conversation from the other evening. He wanted me to torment him. He was a masochist. He wanted to enjoy his pain. I smiled to myself. I was a sadist. If he wanted pain, I was very happy to oblige him.

"Are you feeling jealous cuckboy?"

Mark slowly nodded.

"You should be. My lover tonight is going to enjoy pleasures with me that you can only dream about."

I put my hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him to the floor. "Get down on your knees cucky."

As soon as Mark was kneeling I said, "Do you remember how much you enjoyed it on our wedding night when I let you try to fuck me?" I giggled. "Try is about all you could do. You came as soon as your pathetic little wee wee touched my pussy." I snickered. "You were done before I realized you'd started fucking me." 

I pointed to my freshly shaved pussy. "Cuckboy, look at my cunt. Do you see how nice and tight it is right now? When I come home after my evening out, it's going to be stretched and raw from my lover's huge cock. He's going to be a stud. He'll be able to fuck me two or three times tonight. 

I grinned at Mark, "Think about the thrill you experienced during the few seconds that you were inside me. Now imagine the pleasure my lover is going to feel tonight as he relentlessly pumps his huge cock in and out of my tight pussy for as long as he wants."

I grabbed Mark by his hair and pulled his face to my cunt. "Taste me cuckboy. Taste my pussy."

I sighed as I felt Mark lick me.

After a moment I collected myself. "When I come back home tonight, you're going to taste my pussy again. You'll notice a different taste cuckboy. Do you know why?"

I had Mark in a headlock. His face was pressed into my crotch. He couldn't answer, so I answered for him.

"I'll tell you why cuckboy. You'll be able to taste my lovers cock and his cum. Pussyboy, when I get home tonight I'm going to make you lick my lovers cum out of my freshly fucked cunt."

I let go of Mark's head. He looked up at me. His face glistened from being mashed against my wet pussy. He was smiling.

"Did you enjoy that sweetie?"

Mark nodded, "Yes, very much."

I laughed. "So did I." I picked Mark up, put my arms around his waist and kissed him. "I'm so glad we found each other. Mark I love you so much."

Mark hugged me. As he held me, I glanced over his shoulder and saw the clock. It was almost 7:30.

I pulled away from my husband. "Look at the time baby. We have to hurry. I want to get to Baxter's a little early so I can get a feel for the place before the revelry starts."

Mark helped me finish getting dressed. When I was ready I turned around for him. "There how do I look?"

He grinned at me, "You're going to drive every guy at Baxter's wild with desire."

I patted his face, "You're sweet." 

Just as I was getting ready to leave I realized that we'd forgotten a very important detail. I looked at Mark. "We can't go; I'm missing a important piece of jewelry. Cuckboy, I'm not wearing my ankle bracelet. Fetch it for me."

Mark went to my dresser and retrieved the gold chain that held the key to his chastity cage. When he returned he got down on his knees and fastened it around my ankle.

Once it was in place I smiled. "That's much better. When I'm partying with my lover tonight I want to know that the key that controls your freedom to experience pleasure is safely attached to my ankle."

I checked myself in the mirror one last time, picked up my purse and said, "Now we can go."

We drove silently for several minutes. Both of us were excited and I think that we needed a little time to relax and catch our breath. 

As Mark pulled his car onto the freeway, I had a wicked thought. I unclasped my seat belt, spread my legs and put my right foot up on the dashboard. 

I made sure that Mark was watching me, and then I lifted the hem of my skirt, pulled the crotch of my thong panties aside and started to rub my clit. 

"Cuckboy, this is so exciting, tonight I am going to get to party with a real man." I sighed, "You can't possibly imagine how bored I am with that puny little boy's pee pee that you try to pass off as a cock." 

I glanced over at Mark. He was trying to concentrate on his driving, but I could tell that he was enjoying my abuse.

"Cuckboy, I am going to have so much fun tonight. Helen and Jessica told me that Baxter's is usually loaded with hot men. Did you hear me cucky? I said men, hot men, not pathetic little pussy boys like you." 

I could tell that Mark was working hard trying to keep his attention focused on the road ahead, but I caught him sneaking quick peeks at me as I fingered my smooth wet cunt. 

"I am so looking forward to unzipping a real man's trousers and taking his big hard cock out of his pants. Do you know what I'm going to do then cuckboy?" I didn't wait for an answer. "I'm going to put that great big man dick into my mouth and suck it."

I stared at Mark. "Does that make you jealous pussyboy? Does the thought of your sweet wife sucking another man's cock make you feel sad?" I laughed. It was a deliberately cruel laugh. "It should, because you know very well that I won't give you that pleasure." 

I laughed some more. "What a pitiful wimp you are. You're driving your wife to a bar so that she can suck another man's cock."

I watched Mark. It was clear that he was enjoying my taunts so I continued. "Do you know what I'm going to do after I suck my stud's cock?" Again I didn't wait for an answer. "I'm going to let him fuck me. I am going to let him push his big hard dick into my wet cunt. When he's all the way inside me, I'm going to let him pump his big cock in and out of my pussy until I start screaming with joy and he shoots his hot load of baby making cum deep into my womb.

I started talking like a little girl. "Is that okay with you sweetie? Is it all right if your wife lets the big man shoot his stuff into her cute little pussy?" 

My voice became more domineering. "You're not saying much are you cuckboy? I wonder why? Could it be that you're afraid that once I start fucking other men, I'll never let you fuck me again?"

I laughed. "You should be worried. That's exactly what's going to happen. Now that I'm dating other men, you can forget about ever again getting to fuck me. From now on, you're just going to be my little sissy wimp maid. Your only purpose is to bath me and dress me so that I can go out and party with my studs." 

I took my fingers out of my wet cunt and rubbed them against Mark's lips. "Taste me cuckboy. Taste the pussy that's supposed to be reserved for you and only you. Tonight I am going to let another man play with this pussy. Tonight I'm going to let another man fuck this pussy. Tonight I am going to cuckold you for the second time." 

We drove around a curve. Suddenly up ahead on the left we saw a large neon sign that said, "Baxter's Dining and Cocktails." 

As soon as I saw the sign my mood changed. Suddenly I no longer wanted to taunt my sweet husband. Instead I wanted to be sure that he knew exactly how I felt about him.

I snuggled up to his shoulder. "Sweetheart, I love you so much. Don't ever forget that. No matter what happens tonight or in the future, please remember that I will always love you more than any other man in the entire world. No matter what happens, no matter who I meet; I promise that I will always come back to you."

We were both silent as Mark turned our car into the entrance to Baxter's and pulled up to the front door. I took a deep breath when I felt him stop and shift the car into park, It was time, I was about to leave my husband so I could spend an hour or two in the arms of another man. My body started to tingle with excitement. My dominant side regained control. 

I leaned over and whispered into Mark's ear. "Remember your place and do not forget how to properly address me."

I waited for the doorman. When he opened the door, I got out and turned back to Mark. "Pussyboy, I should be done in about three hours. I call you when I'm ready to have you come back and pick me up. Now give me five dollars so that I can tip this gentleman."

Mark nodded, "Yes Mistress April." He reached back, got his wallet out of his trousers, took out a five dollar bill and handed it to me.

I leaned into the car and winked at Mark as I said, "Pussyboy, you can go now, I'll call you when I want you to come and get me."

Mark winked back at me. "Yes Mistress April, I'll be waiting for your call."

I smiled and turned to go inside. The doorman opened the front door and said; "Good evening, welcome to Baxter's. My name is Jerry."

I knew my husband was still watching so I seductively swayed my hips as I strutted through the open door. When I passed the doorman I casually handed him Mark's five dollar bill and said, "Thank you Jerry, you're very kind."



April's Story Ch. 37



Note: This story is the thirty-seventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



I was greeted by the maitre d as soon as I walked into the Baxter's.

"Good evening Madam, My name is Mel. May I seat you in the dining room?"

"Thank you Mel that would be very nice; but I'm by myself, is that a problem?"

Mel shook his head, "Not at all, at Baxter's many of our late evening diners are unescorted women.

Mel picked up two menus and smiled. "Follow me please." He led me to a small table with two chairs. It was on the far side of the dining room. 

He pulled out one of the chairs for me. "If you sit here you will have an excellent view of the bar."

Once I was seated Mel placed two menus in front of me. 

"The larger menu is our regular dinner menu. We will continue serving from that menu until 9:00 pm. The smaller menu is our light dining menu. Our late night customers often prefer that menu." He smiled at me. "Your server this evening will be Robert. He should be with you shortly."

"Thank you Mel."

After the maitre d' left I looked around the restaurant. Baxter's seemed to be divided into two areas, the dining room and the bar. The dining room was about twice the size of my classroom. The bar appeared to be just a little smaller than my classroom.

The entrance to the restaurant was at one end of the dining room. The bar was at the opposite end. There was a small dance floor just to the left of the entrance to the bar.

At the end of the dining room nearest to the entrance, there was a grouping of six large tables. Several of these tables were currently occupied by couples eating dinner together.

There was another grouping of tables at the end of the dining room near the bar and dance floor. There were several large tables in this group, but there were also at least a dozen small two person tables like the one where I was currently seated. It appeared as though someone was deliberately trying to divide Baxter's into two separate restaurants.

I looked around. I was the only one sitting in the bar half of the restaurant.

"Good evening, my name is Robert. I'll be your server this evening."

The voice came out of nowhere and surprised me. I turned around. A man in his early thirties was standing next to me.

I laughed. "Robert you startled me."

"I'm sorry madam, that wasn't my intention.."

I smiled at him. "I know that."

"Can I get you something from the bar?"

"Yes, I would love a glass of pinot grigio."

"Very good Madam, I'll be right back."

I looked at my watch. it was 8:15. I was obviously a little early. I decided that I should just relax and enjoy the peace and quiet.

As I started to unwind, I realized that I was hungry. The slices of cheese that Mark had prepared for me were a nice snack, but that's all they were. I needed something a little more substantial. I looked at the dinner menu. It contained the standard selection of steaks, prime rib and fish. A heavy dinner didn't appeal to me so I opened the light dining menu. It was perfect. There was a nice selection of salads, sandwiches and appetizers.

Robert returned with my wine. After he set the glass in front of me he asked. "Would you like to order some food?"

I smiled. "Yes please."

"We have two specials tonight, pan fried trout and a ten ounce fillet mignon."

I shook my head, "No thank you, I think I'd prefer something a little lighter."

Robert nodded. "Our club sandwich is a specialty of the house."

I closed the light dining menu and handed it to Robert. "That would be just perfect."

Robert picked up the dinner menu from the table and said, "Very good, I'll put your order in right away."

As Robert walked away I heard voices behind me. I turned; two women were just sitting down at the large table next to me.

They were both very attractive women in their early thirties. One of them was wearing a very low cut, bright red, knee length dress. The skirt of her dress was slit almost to her waist. As she sat down her skirt fell away to expose a sexy red garter belt and a pair of bright red nylon stockings. Once she was seated she made no effort to cover her exposed leg.

The other woman was wearing a black leather miniskirt and a nearly transparent white blouse. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a brassiere. Apparently she hadn't attended the same school of seduction as Helen and Jessica.

Both of these women were dressed like sluts. I immediately sensed that we were kindred spirits. 

When they saw me looking at them they both smiled and said, "Hello."

I smiled back and also said, "Hello" 

The woman in the red dress pulled out the chair next to her and said, "Would you like to join us?"

"I would love to." I picked up my wine and walked over to their table. As I sat down I said, "I'm April Hansen."

The woman in the black miniskirt nodded and said, "I'm Madeline Conrad. Everyone calls me Maddie."

The woman in the red dress smiled at me. It was a wonderfully warm smile. "I'm Brenda Adams. April, it's nice to meet you." 

Robert came over. While he was taking food and drink orders from Brenda and Maddie, I decided that the direct approach made the most sense. As soon as he was gone, I looked at my two new friends and asked, "I've been told that this is a place where a girl can find a little quick fun. Is that true?"

Maddie turned to Brenda and started laughing. "It appears that April is our kind of girl."

Brenda smiled at me. "Yes, your information is correct. Over the next 30 minutes that bar over there is going to fill with handsome men looking for a good time."

Maddie started giggling, "And were here to make sure they find it."

I leaned forward, "So tell me how it works?

Brenda looked at me. Just as she was about to start talking, Robert reappeared with our sandwiches and drinks. She waited for a moment while he set everything down. As soon as he was gone she started again. 

For the next 20 minutes we ate our sandwiches while Brenda and Maddie told me everything I needed to know about Baxter's. As they described the place I started to believe that I'd just found hot wife heaven.

While we were finishing our sandwiches, a disc jockey appeared next to the dance floor and started playing romantic dance music. We looked around. During the time we were talking, the bar had filled with men and the dining room had filled with women. Baxter's was now alive.

Maddie poked Brenda in the ribs. "It's playtime."

Brenda looked at me. "April it's time to start shopping."

All three of us focused our attention on the bar. The men were standing in groups of two and three. They were casually chatting and drinking. While they talked, they kept discreetly glancing into the dining room. All of them were carefully keeping track of what we were doing.

Maddie leaned over and whispered to Brenda. "Jack Taylor is here. I played with him about two months ago. He was wonderful."

Brenda smiled. "I remember, you raved about him for the whole next week."

Maddie giggled. "I want him again." 

She started staring at a very handsome man in his late thirties. As soon as she caught his eye, she began lasciviously licking her lips.

The man smiled at her and turned to his companions at the bar. He took a moment to politely excuse himself and then he walked over to our table."

"Maddie, what a pleasant surprise. I was hoping you would be here tonight."

Maddie gestured to chair next to her. "Please join us."

She made quick introductions. As soon as Jack was seated, she turned to him and started a quiet conversation. It was obvious that we weren't included. Jack was her playmate for the evening. Brenda and I needed to focus our attention on finding our own.

It wasn't long before Brenda started smiling. She was staring at a younger man. He appeared to be around my age. I was later to learn that Brenda had a thing for guys in their early twenties.

She followed the same pattern as Maddie and had equal success. It was a matter of minutes before her young man was introducing himself and sitting down at our table. His name was Stewart. Brenda and Stewart immediately fell into a private conversation.

I kept surveying the bar. Suddenly I saw him. He was standing against the wall by himself. He was a tall man in his mid thirties. Many of the men at Baxter's were wearing sport coats and ties; but not him, he was dressed in a nice pair of slacks and a golf shirt. It was easy to see why. A sport coat would have concealed his divine muscular body. 

He was sipping a bottle of beer. There was a wonderfully confident air about him. After watching him for a moment I decided that he was the one.

I followed Brenda and Maddie's lead and started staring at him. As soon as I caught his eye, I began licking my lips.

He smiled at me and strolled over to our table. 

I pulled out the chair next to me and said, "I'm April, would you like to sit down?"

He smiled, "Yes, I'd like that very much."

He had a soft, melodious voice. It was very sexy.

As he sat down he said, "I'm Mitch, it's nice to meet you April." 

We spent the next few minutes getting to know each other. 

Mitch was a building contractor. His wife, Tammy was the executive secretary for the CEO of a large corporation. They had an open marriage. Tammy was having an affair with her boss and Mitch freely dated other women. They didn't have any children.

After Mitch was done telling his story he looked at me and asked, "Are you married?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yes."

He smiled, "Good."

"Why do you say that?"

He shrugged, "Most single women are looking for a husband. I already have a wife. The last thing I want is to get into a serious relationship with another woman."

I loved Mitch's open honesty. He was also saying the exact things I wanted to hear.

"Does your husband know you're here?"

I smiled, "Yes he does."

"Do the two of you have an open marriage?"

I shrugged. "It's more like a half open marriage."

Mitch laughed. "What does that mean?"

"I get to fool around, my husband doesn't."

Mitch got a puzzled look on his face. "How does that work?"

I started giggling. "Let's just that equality isn't an important part of our relationship."

Mitch started laughing. "April now you've really piqued my curiosity."

While we were talking, both Maddie and Brenda left the table and moved to the dance floor.

I grabbed Mitch's hand. "If we get to know each other a little better, I'll tell you all about it. In the meantime why don't you ask me to dance?"

Mitch grinned at me. "That's a deal." He stood up, gallantly bowed and offered me his arm. "April Hansen, may I have this dance?"

I smiled, stood up and took his arm. "Thank you kind sir, I would love to dance with you."

The disc jockey at Baxter's only plays slow romantic ballads. People don't come here to go dancing. At Baxter's the dance floor is a stage for discreet foreplay.

As soon as we started dancing, Mitch's hands were all over me. I made no effort to stop him. I just laid my head against his chest and enjoyed his caresses.

As we slowly moved to the rhythm of the music Mitch put his hand on my breast. I just sighed and held him closer. 

After a few minutes he leaned over and whispered into my ear, "Would you like to go out to the parking lot with me?"

I looked up at him and smiled. "Yes, I'd like that very much." 

Mitch took me by the hand and led me into the bar. 

I stopped. "What are we doing in here? I thought we were going to the parking lot."

He laughed. "We are, we're just using the back door." 

Mitch gestured to his left. There was a small door leading outside. He offered me his arm, "Come with me my dear, my carriage awaits us."

I was laughing as I took Mitch's arm. "Thank you my prince. I can't wait."

Mitch escorted me through the door. As soon as we stepped outside we encountered a man in a small guard shack.

Mitch discreetly passed him a folded five dollar bill. "Phil, this is April; were on our way out to my car for a little relaxation."

Phil took the money, "Thank you Mr. Clark. It's a nice evening; I'll see that no one disturbs you." 

He turned to me. "It's nice to meet you April. My name is Phil. Welcome to Baxter's parking lot. It's my job to guarantee your privacy this evening."

I smiled at him. "Thank you Phil, it's nice to meet you to."

Mitch grabbed my hand. "Come on April, my car is over here."

I was pleased to see that he was pointing at a Cadillac Escalade. I was worried that we would be trying to play in the back seat of a sub compact.

The back parking lot at Baxter's was surrounded by thick woods. Someone had strung white Christmas lights in the upper branches of the trees. The lights gave the parking lot a magical feeling. They also provided just enough illumination so that we could see where we were going.

As we walked to Mitch's car, we passed a black Lincoln Town Car. I couldn't stop myself from peeking. Brenda's playmate for the evening was in the back seat. He was leaning back against the left rear window. His eyes were closed and there was a big smile on his face. I couldn't see Brenda. I assumed she was giving him a blow job.

Mitch opened the rear door of his Escalade. The back seat was already folded down. A thick quilt covered the entire rear area of the SUV. There were two pillows at the far end. It was really quite inviting. 

We both got in. As soon as Mitch pulled the rear door closed, he lay down next to me. I put my arms around him and gave him a long passionate kiss. While I was kissing him I felt him unzip the back of my dress and unclasp my brassiere. Mitch quickly found my left nipple and started rolling it between his fingers.

I reached down to his crotch. I was anxious to find out what he was bringing to the party. I was pleasantly surprised. My playmate for the evening was well endowed. I unbuckled Mitch's belt, opened his trousers and took his huge cock out. A little thrill went through me when I actually saw it. I loved looking at large erect penises.

I slid down, kissed the head of that beautiful cock and then I looked up at Mitch. "If you take your shoes and pants off, I'll give you a blow job."

He smiled. "That's an offer I won't refuse."

While Mitch was taking his shoes and trousers off, I quickly removed my dress and brassiere.

As soon as he was done undressing Mitch lay back and rested his head on the two pillows. His engorged cock was sticking straight up in the air. I lay down so that my head was next to his beautiful erection and my pussy was near Mitch's shoulders.

As I put Mitch's cock into my mouth, I felt him pulling my panties down. I closed my eyes and sucked Mitch's penis while he slipped my panties off of my feet, spread my legs and started massing my cunt with his large coarse fingers.

Our passion grew quickly. My earlier games with Mark had left me hungry for more excitement. I now attacked Mitch's cock with unbridled frenzy. 

I gasped with pleasure when I felt Mitch push three of his huge fingers into my cunt. I responded by sliding farther down and sucking on Mitch's balls while I continued pumping his cock with my right hand.

Suddenly he gasped as his huge erection spit a thick stream of gooey warm semen. The first spurt of cum landed in my hair. When Mitch started ejaculating I sat up, but I didn't stop pumping his cock. The next shot of semen hit my forehead. The third stream landed between Mitch's legs. The last spurts of semen oozed onto my hand.

Eventually, Mitch started to lose his erection, but I still didn't stop milking him. I wanted to coax every last drop of cum from his softening penis.

Mitch lay quietly for a moment and then he sat up, reached for his pants and took out his handkerchief. As he wiped his semen off of my forehead he smiled at me, "April that was wonderful."

I grinned at him, "I agree." I reached down and gently rolled his flaccid penis between my fingers. "What's the chance of having a second performance?"

Suddenly I felt Mitch's penis start to twitch. "I giggled and said, it appears that round two is already starting."

I leaned down and once again licked Mitch's balls. He seemed to enjoy that particular pleasure. I imagined I was an Egyptian snake charmer as I watched his flaccid penis slowly grow into a menacing viper.

Once he was fully erect I lay down, placed my head on the pillows and lasciviously spread my legs. "All right stud man, let's see what you've got. It's time for you to fuck me."

Mitch started laughing. "April that's one challenge I'm more than willing to accept."

Mitch mounted me. My entire body tingled as I felt him push his enormous cock into my cunt. When he was all the way inside me he stopped and lay perfectly still. 

I wrapped my arms around him and whispered into his ear. "That feels so good. I love having you inside me."

Suddenly Mitch began to move. I gasped. He started fucking me with a strong, dynamic rhythm. Each thrust was long and deliberate. Mitch was a powerful lover.

I wrapped my legs around his thighs and bucked my hips to meet each of his vigorous thrusts. 

We started to attack each other. Mitch wasn't a gentle lover. He was a mighty warrior trying to conquer me. I wasn't about to become an easy conquest. I fought back. I was a goddess. I was more than capable of waging war with any foe. A savage battle ensued. I don't know how long it lasted. We both lost track of the time. 

The duel finally ended in a draw. I noticed Mitch's breathing getting faster and faster. When I felt his back muscles start to tighten, I locked my legs around his hips and held him deep inside me. At the same moment I felt the tension building in my own body. My orgasm erupted at the same moment that Mitch started to ejaculate. Waves of pleasure rolled through my body while Mitch shot spurt after spurt of his fertile semen deep into my womb.

For awhile Mitch kept me pinned to the mattress while I held him locked in an iron leg grip. Neither of us wanted to be the first to admit the battle was over. Gradually fatigue took it's toll and our bodies started to relax. I loosened my grip and Mitch rolled off of me and lay back on the pillows with a big grin on his face. 

I snuggled up to Mitch's shoulder. After a moment we both started laughing. 

Mitch looked at me, "April that was sensational."

I smiled, "You were pretty wonderful yourself."

I leaned over and kissed Mitch. "Honey I hope you don't mind, but it's late. I have to get up in the morning and teach school. It's time for me to go home.

Mitch nodded. "I have to get up early to. We had a wonderful time, but you're right, it's time to call it a night."

I opened my purse and took out my cell phone. "Do you mind if I call my husband?"

Mitch shook his head, "Not at all."

I called Mark's cell phone. He picked up after one ring.

"Hello?"

"Hi Cuckboy, it's me."

"Hi April, Do you want me to come and get you?'

"Yes, my lover and I are all done."

Mark was silent for a moment. Finally he said, "So you did find a man."

"Yes, and he was wonderful. I had a really good time with him."

"I'm glad to hear that."

"Sweetheart, come and get me. It's late, I'm tired and I want to be with you. I'll tell you all about Mitch when we get home."

"I'll leave right away."

"Thank you, Mark honey when you get to the club, just tell Jerry the doorman that you're here to pick up April Hansen. He'll come into the restaurant and get me." 




April's Story Ch. 37



I was about to hang up when I thought of something else.

"Sweetheart, be sure you tell Jerry you're my husband."

After I turned my phone off, I noticed that Mitch was staring at me.

I smiled at him. "What's the matter?"

"You just called your husband Cuckboy. What does that mean?"

I shook my head. "That's a long story. I think we need to save it for another night."

Mitch nodded, "Alright, but the next time we get together, you're going to tell me about all about your relationship with your husband."

I laughed. "That's a promise."

We quickly got dressed. I tried to put myself back together, but getting dressed in the back of an SUV is not easy in the best circumstances. I'd just been ravaged by Attila the Hun. I knew I looked like it, and I also knew there was very little I could do about it.

Mitch walked me to the bar door. After we got inside, he kissed me and said, "I had a wonderful time. I'd like to see you again."

I smiled. "I did to, you can call me any time you want."

He took out his wallet, found a business card and walked over to the bar. "Hey Mike, can I borrow a pen."

"Sure Mitch," The bartender threw him a ball point. 

Mitch caught it in the air and turned to me. "What's your telephone number?"

I gave him both my home telephone number and my cell phone number.

As he wrote them down he asked, "Do I have to be careful about what I say if your husband answers the telephone."

I laughed. "No not at all, in fact I'd prefer it if you're very direct about who you are."

Mitch shook his head. "I have to hear more about this." 

After Mitch left I went into the ladies room and tried to make myself look presentable, but it was a hopeless task. There were runs in both of my stockings, my makeup was an absolute disaster and my hair was completely disheveled. To make matters worse, when I tried to comb my hair I discovered that there were several patches of dried semen in it.

I did the best I could to repair my appearance and walked out into the dining room.

Maddie and Brenda were both back at our table. They were drinking coffee. I walked over to them. 

Maddie looked up when she heard me approaching. She nudged Brenda. "Take a look at our new friend."

Brenda chuckled. "Honey it looks like you just had a date with a gorilla."

I smiled at Brenda as I sat down, "I did and he was absolutely magnificent."

Maddie leaned forward, "Who was this guy?"

"Mitch Clark, he says he comes here a lot."

Brenda nodded, "He does. I've never had him, but I've seen him here many times."

Maddie grinned, "Well I want him, animal sex is wonderful."

I smiled at her. "You're going to have to wait your turn. He's promised me a second performance."

Just then Mel, the maitre d walked up to me. "Ms. Hansen, Jerry the doorman has just informed me that your husband is here to pick you up."

"Thank you Mel." I turned to Maddie and Brenda. "I want to thank both of you for letting me join you tonight. I enjoyed your company."

Brenda smiled at me. "April, we also enjoyed your company. We would love to have you join us again. Maddie and I come here every Thursday evening."

"I'll try to come back as soon as I can. Maybe I'll see the two of you next Thursday." 

I turned to leave. 

"April, before you go can I ask you one more question?" It was Brenda.

I turned back and looked at her. "Of course."

"Are you really going to meet your husband looking like that?"

I laughed, "Yes I am."

"Aren't you worried about what he's going to say? I mean it's obvious that you've been partying with a guy."

"My husband is very aware of what I was doing here tonight."

"And he's not upset about it?'

"Let's just say that he accepts it."

Brenda stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Honey we have got to talk." 



April's Story Ch. 38



Note: This story is the thirty-eighth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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When I walked out of Baxter's Mark was parked in front of the entrance. Jerry the doorman opened the car door for me. 

As I got into the car Jerry said, "It looks like you had a good time at Baxter's tonight."

I giggled. "I certainly did."

As soon as Jerry closed the car door; I turned to Mark, "Sweetheart, let's go home."

Mark turned the car around and pulled out onto the highway. Once we were moving at the speed limit I smiled at him and asked, "Did you miss me?"

Mark looked at me and nodded. "Yes of course I missed you. Time moves very slowly when you know the woman you love is most likely in the arms of another man."

I giggled, "The evening went very fast for me. I was in the arms of another man and he was very good at entertaining me."

Mark didn't say anything; he just stared at the road ahead.

I suddenly regretted my comment. It was late, we were both tired. I'd already taunted Mark enough tonight. We would play some more when we got home. Right now I just wanted to love him.

I put my hand on his leg. "Thank you for coming to get me. It's nice to be with you." 

Mark smiled at me, "I like being with you to."

For several minutes we rode together in quiet silence. It wasn't an awkward silence. We were just enjoying each others presence.

Mark finally broke the quiet. "Would you like to tell me about the man you met tonight?"

I ran my hand across Mark's crotch. He was wearing his chastity cage, but I knew that touching him there would still be exciting for him.

"Do you want to hear about him?"

He swallowed hard. "Yes, I think I do."

I massaged his balls. "I plan to tell you all about him, but I would rather wait until we get home."

Mark nodded. "I understand."

I kept massaging Mark's crotch. "Earlier tonight I was very cruel to you. Did you enjoy that?"

He looked at me and smiled, "Yes, very much."

"Do you want me to be nice to you when we get home or do you want me to be cruel again?"

Mark grinned at me. He didn't have to think about it at all. "I want you to be very cruel."

A little thrill of excitement went through me. "Drive faster; I can't wait until we get home."

As soon as we walked through the front door of our house, I threw my arms around Mark and kissed him. "I love you Mark. I love you more than any person in the whole world."

He laughed. "If this is really cruel, I can't imagine what kind is like."

I started giggling, "Be careful wise guy, you don't want to give me any extra reasons to punish you tonight."

Mark smiled at me. "April honey, I don't think you need any justification for punishing me." He paused, "That's one of the 957,834 reasons that I'm madly in love with you."

I kissed him. "I want to hear everyone of those reasons right now."

Mark shook his head. "Sorry, it's not your turn. It's my turn and I want to hear every detail about your evening."

I raised my eyebrows; "My my my, aren't you the kinky one tonight."

Mark grinned at me and slowly nodded his head.

I smiled at him. "I think little cuckboys are supposed to be naked when they hear their naughty wives tell them about the fun they had with their lovers."

Mark politely bowed. "Yes Mistress April.

He quickly removed his clothing. Once he was naked he got down on his knees and said, "Mistress April how may I serve you."

"Undress me slave."

Mark removed my clothing and carefully hung everything in the closet.

While he was doing this I said, "Tomorrow when you come home from work, I expect you to hand wash the lingerie that I wore tonight. My lover liked it; he may want me to wear it for him again." 

"Yes Mistress, I will see to it."

After he was done, he got back down on his knees. This time he kissed my feet before he looked up at me. "How else may I serve you Mistress?"

"Pour me a glass of wine and bring it into the bedroom. Set it on my night table and pull down the covers on the bed. Call me when everything is ready."

Mark disappeared into the kitchen. I sat down, picked up the newspaper and looked at the front page.

I was just starting to read the headline article when Mark walked through the living room carrying a glass of white wine on a tray. 

A moment later he came out of the bedroom. "Mistress, everything is ready for you."

I set the newspaper down, walked into the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Pussyboy, pile up several pillows for my head."

Mark quickly fluffed up three pillows and laid them on top of each other. 

I Lay down on the bed, put my head on the pillows and spread my legs. When I was nice and comfortable I looked at Mark. "Kneel on the bed at my feet cuckboy."

Mark obediently did as I instructed.

"Cuckboy, look at my cunt. Do you see how stretched and raw it is? That's how it looks after a real man's done with me."

Mark stared at my swollen pussy.

"Do you see Mitch's dried semen on the lips of my cunt?" 

I smiled at Mark. "Mitch Clark was my lover's name. He was a very handsome man. Why don't you lick his dried cum off my pussy while I describe him to you."

Mark started to lick my cunt. I closed my eyes. "Mitch is very tall, much taller than you. He's also much bigger.. He has a huge muscular chest and large powerful arms. No one would ever call him a little wimp." 

I looked down at Mark. "Can you taste his semen wimp? Mitch came two times tonight. The first time he came while I was giving him a blow job." I paused for a moment, "Did you hear that cuckboy? This evening I sucked another man's cock." I sat up and stared into Mark's eyes, "I loved every second of it. It's so much fun to suck a really big dick." 

I lay back down on the pillows and closed my eyes again. "The second time he came, he was fucking me. Wimpboy Mitch is a man. When he cums, he doesn't squirt out a little dribble of watery jizz like you; he ejaculates spurt after spurt of thick, gooey, fertile semen."

I giggled, "You're licking up some of that cum right now." I stopped to think for a moment. "Cuckboy, you'd better lick my thighs clean. I could feel Mitch's semen running down my legs while I he was walking me back into the restaurant."

For a few moments I enjoyed the sensation of Mark's tongue cleaning my thighs, but I quickly got bored with that. I was ready for more intense pleasures. 

I sat up, grabbed Mark's hair and viciously yanked him forward.

He yelped in pain. "Ow, that hurt."

"Did it?" I took a deep breath, "Good."

I rolled Mark onto his back and grabbed him around his throat. "It's time for me to go riding and you're going to be my pony."

I turned so that I was facing Mark's feet and slung my leg over his head so that I was straddling him. "Look up at my cunt cuckboy. I let Mitch cum inside me tonight. You should get a nice nutritious snack while I'm riding you."

I sat down on Mark's face. For a moment I remained perfectly still while I enjoyed the pleasant feeling of my husbands lips on my pussy and then I slowly started to rock back and forth.

"Lick me pony boy. I want to feel you lapping up all of Mitch's cum as it runs out of my cunt."

I little thrill rippled through me as I felt Mark's tongue massage the lips of my pussy.

My excitement started to build. I leaned forward, grabbed Mark's nipples and gave them a savage twist." 

Mark cried in pain, but I didn't care. At that moment I was a sadistic bitch. I just twisted harder. My little slaveboy had asked me to be cruel, and I was now happily obliging him."

"Make me cum, and I'll let go."

Mark increased the speed of his tongue.

I twisted his nipples even harder, "Faster, lick me faster."

Mark started working at a frenzied pace.

The pleasure inside me was rapidly building to a crescendo. It was becoming so intense that it was almost excruciating. Suddenly I screamed as the orgasm exploded inside me. I locked my legs around Mark's head and rode him like a bucking bronco. 

Gradually the intensity of my orgasm started to subside. Mark gasped for air as I rolled off of his face and lay down on the bed next to him. After a moment I kissed his cheek. "Are you okay sweetheart?"

Mark laughed, "Yes that was wonderful." He rolled over and looked at me. "But I haven't cum yet and I'd really like that."

"Go get the key for your chastity cage. You put it on my dresser when you hung up my clothes."

Mark stood up. As he walked over to my dresser I said, "Fetch me a damp washcloth."

After he got the key from my dresser, Mark went into the bathroom. He quickly reappeared with the washcloth.

My husband sat on the side of the bed while I removed his chastity cage and wiped his cock and balls with the damp cloth. His little penis immediately sprang to attention when I washed it.

"My my, someone is certainly very excited."

I leaned over and kissed Mark. "I'm sorry sweetheart, but I'm not going let you fuck me tonight. Mitch has me so stretched out that I'd never feel you inside me." I giggled, "Besides, I think Mitch laid a pretty strong claim to my body this evening. For the time being he holds all the rights to my mouth and my pussy." I thought for a moment, "I think those rights also extend to my hands."

I shook my head, "Tonight I'm afraid that you're just going to have to be content with jacking yourself off. We really wouldn't want to risk offending Mitch, would we?" I patted Mark's face, "You understand, don't you sweetheart?"

Mark and I both knew that this was total nonsense. This was just another way for me to torment him. 

Mark looked disappointed. I suspect that he was hoping for a blow job or at least a hand job. 

I felt a little tingle of excitement when I noticed his frustrated expression. Being a dominant bitch was so much fun.

I decided to taunt my husband a little more. "Sweetheart, I don't think Mitch would mind if you lick my asshole while you jack off." 

I rolled over onto my stomach and presented my rear to my husband. "There you are sweetheart, enjoy yourself and be sure to let me know when you're done." 

On Saturday night we had dinner at Helen's. Morris and Jessica were there. Everyone was excited to hear about my evening at Baxter's.

Mark and I spent Sunday together watching NFL football. That night after we went to bed, I sat on his face and told him about the old football gang bang parties. It was his favorite bed time story.

Monday evening Mark made me a wonderful dinner of broiled tuna and rice pilaf. He served it with a very nice chardonnay. After dinner he gave me a bath

While he was washing me, the telephone rang. Mark picked it up. "Good evening, April Hansen's residence." This was of course how Mark was always required to answer the telephone.

"May I ask whose calling?"

Mark turned to me, "It's Mitch Clark."

I smiled. This was a nice surprise. 

I was about to get out of the tub, when I stopped. I suddenly had a wicked idea. It was time for Mr. Clark to get a little better view of my relationship with my husband. This was also a wonderful chance to make Mark humble himself with one of my lovers.

I winked at Mark. "Tell him that you're giving me a bath. Ask if you can relay a message, remember your manners."

Mark smiled at me. He understood exactly what I was doing.

"Mr. Clark, I'm giving my Mistress her bath right now, can I relay a message for you?"

"Yes sir, I am her husband."

"Yes Mr. Clark, I do know who you are. Mistress April told me all about you when she got home last Thursday night. She had a wonderful time with you."

Mark was doing an outstanding job, but I decided that I had to get involved. This game was turning out to be too much fun to stay on the sidelines.

I stepped out of the bathtub and picked up a towel. Mark usually dries me off, but this was a special situation.

As soon as I was dry I handed Mark my towel and said, "Give me the telephone please."

Mark handed me the phone.

"Hello Mitch, it's April. I'm so glad you called."

"April, was that really your husband?"

I laughed, "It certainly was."

"He calls you Mistress April."

"Yes he does. Mitch, my husband and I have a slightly different relationship."

"What do you mean?"

"Mitch, my husband lives as my slave."

"You're kidding."

"No, I'm being very serious."

"Holy shit!"

"Tonight my husband prepared and served my dinner. After dinner he cleaned the kitchen and ate his dinner while I relaxed and read the newspaper. After he was done with the kitchen chores he drew a bath for me and was washing me when you called."

"April, I don't understand. Why would any man be willing..."

"Mitch, you don't have to understand. You only have to accept the fact that it works for us and were very happy. I love Mark and Mark loves me. I'm very dominant and my husband is very submissive. He loves being my slave and I love having a slave."

"This is amazing."

I laughed. "I suppose that it is." I paused, "Mitch, my relationship with Mark only affects you in one way."

"What's that?"

One of my rights as Mark's dominant mistress is the freedom to party with other guys. You may not understand our life style, but it's the reason you got to fuck me last Thursday night."

Mitch was silent for a moment. Finally he said, "You're not going to try to make me a slave are you?"

I started laughing. "No Honey, you don't have to worry about that. You're not a little wimp like my husband."

"Did he leave the room?"

"No, he's standing right here."

"You just called him a little wimp. Doesn't that make him mad?"

"He is a little wimp and no it doesn't make him mad. My little pussyboy loves it when I abuse him." 

I realized I was getting cold and I also wanted to sit down. 

I turned to Mark, "Cuckboy, fetch my robe for me. I'm going into the living room so I can sit down while I talk to my lover." 

I walked into the living room with the cordless telephone. Mark brought me my robe and held it for me while I slipped it on.

"Mitch, pussyboy just put my robe on me, but if you were here I'd take it off. I'd love to have you see my naked body again."

I heard Mitch take a deep breath.

I sat down on the couch. As I sat down I looked at Mark, snapped my fingers and pointed to my feet. Mark immediately got on his knees and started kissing my toes.

"I'm sitting on the couch right now. I wish you were sitting next to me. You could open my robe and play with my tits. You liked playing with my tits last Thursday didn't you Mitch?"

"Yes I did." Mitch paused, "April, where's you're husband right now?"

I giggled, "The little wimp is kneeling at my feet kissing my toes."

"No shit?"

"I promise you that I'm telling the truth."

"Doesn't it bother him when he hears you talking to me about playing around?"

"Yes, it does bother him; but he also loves it. Mitch, my husband is a masochist. He gets off on pain and humiliation."

"I don't know April, this is hard to get used to."

"Mitch, don't think about it. Enjoy yourself, you're not hurting anyone. I guarantee you that both Mark and I are enjoying every minute of this."

"I guess so."

"Mitch honey, do you know what I'd do if you were here?"

"What?"

"I'd unzip your pants and take out that great big beautiful cock of yours."

I could hear Mitch sigh.

"Then I'd put it into my mouth and suck it. You loved it when I sucked your cock last Thursday didn't you Mitch?"

"Yes, it was wonderful."

"Remember how you came all over my hair and my face. That was so hot." I paused, "Mitch when can I see you again?"

"That's why I called. My wife is going out of town with her boss next Thursday. If you'd like, we could spend the whole evening together at my house. April, I would love to fuck you in a bed."

I giggled, "I'd like that to big boy. Let me check with my husband."

I looked down at Mark. "Pussyboy, my lover wants me to come over to his house on Thursday so we can fuck in his bed. Is that okay with you?"

Mark looked up at me and smiled, "Yes Mistress, it's your right to play with anyone you want."

Mitch was laughing. "You guys are incredible." He paused. "April, I have to go. My wife just came home. I'll call you Thursday afternoon and give you directions to my house." Mitch paused again, "April, you'd better eat dinner before you come over, I'm not much of a cook."

"I could bring my slave. He could cook dinner for both of us."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line. Finally, Mitch said, "Thank you, but I'm not sure that I'm ready for that just yet."

I laughed, "I understand. I'll see you Thursday."

"Goodbye April." Mitch hung up.

I set our telephone down and patted the couch next to me. "Mark honey, come sit with me."

As soon as Mark was next to me I leaned over and kissed him. "That was fun."

He smiled, "Yes it was."

"Would you like to go into the bedroom and fool around?"

"Yes please."

I stood up, "Come on ponyboy, I feel like doing a little riding." 



April's Story Ch. 39



Note: This story is the thirty-ninth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Mark and I both spent the next two days eagerly anticipating my date with Mitch. The time passed slowly, but Thursday finally arrived. I left school right after my final class and went to the boutique. When I walked in, Helen, Jessica and Lorraine were all there.

As soon as Lorraine saw me he grinned and said, "It's my favorite hot wife."

Helen cleared her throat and said, "Slave, I think you might want to rephrase that greeting." 

Helen walked over to Lorraine and whispered into his ear. "We'll address your little gaff when we get home. I'll want to have my whip available during our discussion."

Lorraine winked at me while Helen walked over and kissed my cheek.

Jessica smiled, "Are you excited about your date tonight?"

I beamed at them, "Yes very much."

Lorraine looked at me, "Honey have you decided what you're going to wear?"

I nodded, "Yes, I'm just going to his house so I thought I'd wear jeans."

Lorraine shook his head. I think he was disappointed. He loved putting together sexy outfits.

Jessica smiled with approval. "I think April is right. This is a casual date, jeans should be very appropriate."

Helen thought for a moment, "I agree, jeans should be fine." She smiled, "They can also be very sexy, especially if she wears a pair of high heels with them."

Jessica laughed, "I'm not sure it really matters. Once she gets to Mitch's house I doubt she's going to have them on very long."

Lorraine was rummaging through one of the shelves; suddenly he said, "Here it is."

He turned and held up the most beautiful peasant blouse I'd ever seen. "This would go very nicely with a pair of jeans."

Helen smiled. "My baby does have an eye for clothing. Yes, that would be perfect."

I visited with Helen, Jessica and Lorraine for a few minutes and then I left to go home. Mark was planning to leave work early that day. I wanted to be able to spend some time with him before he drove me to Mitch's house. 

Mark was still at work when I got home. I looked at the clock. It was just after 4:30. I wasn't due at Mitch's until 7:00. I had a little spare time.

I sat down in my chair and closed my eyes. A few minutes of relaxation felt good. I started thinking about the evening. I was just making a mental list of the things I had to do before we left for Mitch's when I heard Mark's key in the door.

As soon as my husband walked into the house, I got up and hugged him

He laughed, "Someone's in a good mood."

I grinned at Mark. "There's nothing that boosts a woman's spirits faster than the possibility of a good fuck."

Mark sighed, "I think Mitch is going to be one lucky guy this evening."

I nodded, "You can bet on that cuckboy."

We both glanced at the clock. It was just after 5:00. 

I looked at Mark, "Draw me a bath and iron the jeans that you washed last night; come and get me when my bath is ready."

As soon as Mark disappeared into the bedroom, I sat down and picked up a magazine. As I relaxed, I smiled to myself about the advantages of having a slave.

Mark was back in a very short time. "Mistress April, your bath is ready."

I stood up. "Very good cuckboy."

My husband followed me into the bedroom. While he was undressing me I noticed that my freshly ironed jeans were hanging in the closet.

Mark gave me a slow, luxurious bath. After he was done he dried me off and brought me my terry cloth robe.

Mark followed me back into the bedroom. As I sat down at my makeup table I said, "Prepare some dinner for me. You can warm up a slice of the quiche that you made last night. I'd also like a small salad and a glass of pinot grigio. You can bring me the wine right now."

Mark bowed his head. "Yes Mistress, I'll see to it immediately."

As soon as Mark was gone, I started putting on my eye makeup. 

Mark brought my glass of wine, set it on my makeup table and returned to the kitchen. A few minutes later, he brought me my dinner.

I smiled at him as he set it down. "Pussyboy, you're very good to me."

Mark politely curtsied. "I try very hard Mistress."

"When I come home from my date tonight, maybe we can think of a special little treat for you."

Mark grinned. "I would like that very much Mistress."

I patted my husband's head. "I won't make any promises, but your devoted service should be rewarded from time to time." I handed him my hair brush, "Now make yourself useful and brush my hair while I eat my dinner."

After I was done eating Mark took my dirty dishes into the kitchen. When he returned I was standing naked in front of my full length mirror. I was holding two pairs of panties, a yellow pair and a red pair. 

"Mark honey, which of these panties do you think Mitch will find sexier?"

Mark thought for a moment and then he said, "You'll look very sexy in either pair, but my guess is that Mitch would prefer the yellow ones."

I giggled, "I guess it doesn't really matter, I won't be wearing them very long."

I handed the yellow panties to Mark. "Put them on for me."

Mark got on his knees. As I stepped into the panties I laughed, "Hey cuckboy, how does it feel to be putting pair of panties on your wife when you know that later this evening another man is going to be taking them off."

"I'm very envious of him Mistress."

I laughed, "You should be, he's going to get to do things to me tonight that you will never be allowed to do."

"Yes Mistress, I understand."

As Mark pulled my panties up my legs I started to feel wicked. "Cuckboy, would you like to kiss my pussy?"

"Yes Mistress, very much."

"Beg."

Mark looked up at me.

I repeated myself, "Beg."

"Mistress April, may I please be allowed to have the privilege of kissing your pussy."

I shook my head and laughed. "No I don't think so. Tonight my pussy is Mitchell Clark's exclusive property."

Mark stared at the floor. 

"Oh poor baby, you feel bad don't you. The big man gets to have all the fun and you don't get any." I paused and pretended to think. "Lets see, Mitch is a very understanding man." I turned around. "I don't think he'd mind if you licked my asshole." I giggled as I bent over and rested my arms on the back of the chair from my makeup table. "Go for it cuckboy."

A little thrill went through me as I felt Mark push his tongue into my ass. For several minutes I closed my eyes and enjoyed his efforts .

Finally I pushed him away and turned around. "That was nice, a little cuckboy should always lick his wife's asshole before she goes out on a date with another man."

I grabbed Mark and pulled him up. "Come on pussyboy, it's time for me to finish dressing. We don't want me to keep my stud waiting do we."

I quickly put on my jeans, the new peasant blouse and my high heels. When I was dressed I looked at my husband and said, "How do I look?"

Mark took a deep breath. "Mistress April, you look gorgeous."

I smiled at Mark. "Are you envious of Mitch?'

He nodded, "yes, very much."

I walked over and patted his face, "You should be." 

I picked up my purse. I was just about to tell Mark that it was time to go when I stopped and smiled at him. "I almost forgot, we still have one last detail to take care of don't we."

Mark nodded. "Yes Mistress, we do."

"Fetch it."

Mark retrieved his chastity cage. I sat down on the edge of the bed. After he pulled his pants and panties down, I quickly slipped the cage onto his cock and balls. Once it was securely locked, Mark kneeled at my feet and fastened the chain and key around my ankle.

As soon as he was done I stood up. "There, that's much better. Now we can go."

It was just before 7:00 when we pulled up in front of Mitch's house .

As Mark put his car into park I said, "It's a week night, both Mitch and I have to go to work in the morning. I can't imagine that our little party will go on past 11:00." I laughed, "Mitch is an animal but I don't think he can keep fucking me for more than four hours."

I leaned over and kissed my husband on the cheek. While I kissed him, I reached down and rubbed his caged penis. "Be sure to think about Mitch and me while you're sitting at home tonight."

As I got out of the car, I started to giggle, "I'm sure we won't be spending much time thinking about you pussyboy."

I stopped while I was closing the car door. "My laundry hamper is filled with dirty lingerie and stockings. You can hand wash them for me, that will keep you from getting bored tonight." I started laughing and closed the car door, "Bye bye cucky." 

As I walked up the sidewalk to Mitch's house the front door opened and Mitch stepped out onto the steps. I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck. Mitch kissed me, it was a long passionate kiss. While he kissed me he brazenly ran his hands all over my body. 

After we broke off our kiss I turned. Mark's car was still parked in front of the house. He was watching us.

I put my arm around Mitch's waist and said, "Wave to my little pussy husband."

Mitch shook his head, "April you are so bad."

While I waved to my husband, I whispered to Mitch; "You have no idea how bad I can be. Let's go inside and I'll show you."

Mitch laughed. "Now there's an offer I can't refuse."

We went into Mitch's house. Mark was still parked in front when we closed the door behind us. 

As soon as we got inside the front door, I opened Mitch's jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. His huge cock was already erect. I quickly started giving him a blow job. It only took a few minutes before Mitch was ejaculating his first load of semen into my mouth.

I swallowed all of his cum and stood up. "There, we got that out of the way; now we can spend the rest of the evening enjoying each other at a nice relaxed pace."

Mitch laughed, "April I like the way you think." 

Mitch pulled up his jeans and led me to the guest bedroom. While we were getting undressed he said, "Tammy and I have an agreement. Neither of us ever entertain our lovers in our own bedroom."

I shrugged. "I guess that makes sense."

I took off my jeans and laughed as I jumped onto the king size bed. "This is certainly an improvement over the back of your Escalade."

"Hey, I thought I had the car set up very nicely."

"You did, but this is much better."

Mitch tossed his pants across the chair in the corner, lay down, took me in his arms and kissed me. As he kissed me I noticed that he was already getting hard again.

I reached down and stroked his growing erection. "It looks like you're ready to start the main event."

Mitch smiled. "I've been waiting for this all week."

Mitch climbed on top of me. I gasped as his huge erection stretched my tight pussy when he entered me. Once he was all the way inside me Mitch stopped. After a moment he started his long hard thrusts.

Mitch was a very physical lover and I enjoyed his aggressive style, but earlier today I'd decided that I wanted to try to teach him something else.

"Baby slow down. I want you to dance with me for a little while."

Mitch stopped and stared at me.

I smiled at him. "Come on, just try it. It will be fun."

He smiled back at me and said, "Sure, why not?"

For the next hour I taught Mitch to fuck with a slow easy rhythm. We started with a simple waltz cadence and then we experimented with more upbeat tempos. 

He was a good student, he learned quickly. It wasn't long before he was leading.

We both came three times while we were "dancing". We finished the evening with a rough animal fuck. It was the perfect conclusion to a wonderful night.

After we were done we lay still for several minutes. Both of us were worn out. Finally I looked at the clock. It was just after 10:00. Mitch and I had just spent three straight hours fucking.

I leaned over and kissed Mitch's cheek. "Baby it's time for me to go home." 

Mitch nodded, " I know, we both have to work tomorrow." He laughed, "Besides, you've worn me out."

I sat up, took my cell phone out of my purse and called Mark.

He answered on the first ring. "Hello?"

"Hi baby, it's me. We're all done, will you come and get me?"

"I'll be right over."

"I'll watch for you." I paused. "Mark I love you."

He was silent for a moment and then he said, "Thank you April, I love you to."

I shut my phone off and put it back in my purse.

As I was getting dressed Mitch smiled at me. "April, that was a magnificent evening. Can we do it again?"

I looked at Mitch and smiled, "I'd like that very much; call me."

After I was dressed Mitch got up, put on his robe and sat in the living room with me while I waited for my husband.

It only took Mark a few minutes to get to Mitch's house. As soon as I saw his car pull into the driveway, I gave Mitch a quick goodnight kiss and ran out the front door.

When I got into the car I smiled at Mark and said, "Hi baby, I missed you."

He laughed. "Now there's a little white lie." 

I leaned over and kissed him, "Well maybe, but I'm still glad to see you."

Mark smiled at me. "Thank you, I'm glad to see you to."

Mark backed his car out of Mitch's driveway. As he started for home he asked, "Did you have a good time?"

I sighed, "Baby I had a wonderful time. Mitch is a great fuck. He came five times tonight."

Mark looked at me, "Five times?"

"Yes, he's pretty amazing. I gave him a blow job right after you dropped me off and then we went into the bedroom. He fucked me four times and came inside me every time."

"How many orgasms did you have?"

"I don't know, I lost count."

"Are you going to see him again?"

"He asked if he could call me, I told him he could."

Mark pulled the car into our driveway. As he shifted into park he asked. "Do you want him to call?"

I stared into my husband's eyes, "Yes, very much."

As soon as we got out of the car I grabbed Mark's hand and held it while we walked to our front door. 

After we got into the house I threw my arms around Mark and hugged him. "Baby, Mitch is a wonderful lover. I hope I get to party with him many times in the future; but sweetheart, you're the man I love. You're the man I want to wake up with in the morning. You're the man I want to spend my life with."

Mark held me close. "Thank you, sometimes I need a little assurance."

I smiled, "Well be assured, you are my man. Mark I intend to fuck lots of guys during our life, but you're the only man I'm going to love."

I stepped back. "Now if you're feeling better, my pussy is an absolute mess. I need a little cleanup boy."

Mark laughed, "I'm just the guy for the job."

Mark and I went into the bedroom. He undressed me first and then he took off his own clothes. I spent the next half hour riding his face while he licked Mitch's cum out of my cunt.

When we were done Mark gave me a bath. After my bath I took Mark's chastity cage off of him and sat by the tub while he took a shower.

I tossed Mark a clean towel when he stepped out of the shower. As soon as he was dry we went into the bedroom.

"Remember earlier tonight when I said I might have a special surprise for you after I got home from my date with Mitch?"

Mark smiled, "Yes I do?"

"Well I'm home from my date with Mitch, are you ready for your surprise?"

Mark nodded, "Yes I am."

I slid down the bed and gently picked up Mark's tiny erection. I put it in mouth and gave my baby a nice soft blow job. I tried to give him my very best effort. This was my sweetheart. This was the man I loved. I also knew that it was only the second blow job he'd ever experienced.

Mark came quickly, I knew he would. I let him ejaculate in my mouth. When he was done I slipped back up so that I was lying next to him. I held his face with my hands and kissed him. As I kissed Mark, I passed his semen from my mouth to his."

"Your cum tastes different than Mitch's doesn't it baby."

Mark nodded. "Yes it does."

I kissed Mark again, "I think your going to become very familiar with the taste of Mitch Clark's semen."

Mark kissed me back, "I hope so."

I giggled, "You're a pervert."

Mark laughed. "That's lucky, because I just happen to be married to a pervert."

I sighed, "Sweetheart, you sure have that right."



April's Story Ch. 40



Note: This story is the fortieth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous thirty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

On Monday night Mark and I were sitting on the couch watching the Kansas City Chiefs play the Cleveland Browns when the telephone rang.

I picked it up, "Hello?

"Hello, could I speak to April Hansen?"

It was a woman's voice.

"I'm April Hansen, may I ask whose calling?"

"Yes, this is Tammy Clark. I'm Mitchell Clark's wife."

I stopped for a moment. I needed to think. Finally I said, "Mitch told me that you were okay with it when he played around."

Tammy laughed. "Honey, I'm not calling you because I'm mad at you; I'm calling because you've done a wonderful thing for me."

"What do you mean?"

"Mitchell and I made love last night. It was the most incredible sex we've had since we got married. He told me you taught it to him. He said you called it dancing."

"Yes I did."

"April I have been trying to get Mitchell to be a more gentle lover for the last eighteen years. I don't know how you did it, but you succeeded on the second night you were with him."

Tammy laughed. "Don't get me wrong, I love my husband's rough style of love making. It's one of the many reasons I married him."

I giggled. "I like it to."

Tammy ignored my comment. "But it's nice to have a little variety. April we fucked until two in the morning. I was so sore today that I could barely walk around at work. Franklin, my boss wanted to make love during our lunch break. I told him I had a yeast infection and made him settle for a blow job." She paused, "Mitchell and I had a night I'll never forget." 

"I have to admit that I had a pretty good time with him last Thursday."

Tammy laughed. "So I heard. Over the past several days, Mitchell has told me a lot about you. My husband seems to be quite taken with you."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh please don't apologize. I'm not worried. Mitchell and I have a very solid marriage." She paused, "Besides, it would be a little hypocritical for me to start getting jealous. After all, I've been carrying on a serious affair with another man for over three years now."

She stopped for a moment and then she continued. "But now that Mitchell has learned how to be a gentle lover; I have to admit that my need for Franklin has diminished."

"Are you going to stop seeing him?"

"Oh goodness no! It's true that I was initially attracted to Franklin because he was a much more sensitive lover than Mitchell." She laughed, "He was a wonderful change of pace. But he has become much more than that. Franklin challenges me intellectually. He's an outstanding travel companion and he has a wonderful knowledge of the fine arts."

"You almost sound like you prefer him to Mitch."

Tammy sighed. "No, Mitchell Clark is the love of my life. I can spend hours talking to him. He makes me laugh. I get bored with Franklin when I am with him for a long period of time. I never get bored when I'm with Mitchell."

"But you don't want to give Franklin up."

"No he satisfies some needs that Mitchell can't fulfill for me. If I had to, I suppose that I could live without Franklin; but I don't want to." She laughed. "Besides, If I quit seeing Franklin I'd expect Mitchell to stop seeing other women. I don't think I could get him to do that. He loves his little flings." 

"Your marriage is a little unconventional, but it seems to be working for you." I stopped and laughed, "Listen to me, I can't believe that I just called your marriage unconventional. Your marriage is very traditional when you compare it to mine."

"Yes, Mitchell has told me a little bit about your relationship with your husband. He says that you told him your husband is your slave. Is that true?"

"Yes, I did tell Mitch that, and it is true."

"How does that work?"

"Its kind of hard to explain." I stopped, "I have an idea. Why don't you an Mitch come over for dinner one night. You can see for yourself."

I'll have to ask Mitchell." She paused, "I wish I could bring Franklin instead. I think he would be fascinated by this."

"Why not bring Franklin." I giggled. "If Mitch gets upset, I'm sure that the two of us can think of a way to make it up to him. Has he ever been with two women at the same time?"

Tammy laughed. "April, I love the way you think."

"So, when do you and Franklin want to come for dinner?"

"You're serious aren't you?'

"Why not?"

"Goodness, let me think. Mitchell and I are going to Las Vegas on Wednesday."

"Really?"

"Yes, didn't he tell you?"

"No."

"Well that's my man, social graces aren't exactly his strength."

I laughed. "I admit that I don't know him very well, but I've already figured that out."

"Next week Franklin and I are going to London on business." She paused. "Do you think you could spend an evening with Mitchell while I'm gone? I always worry about him getting lonely."

"Tammy I love this. You're asking me to spend a night boinking your husband."

She giggled, "I guess I am aren't I? My, we certainly are progressive."

"Yes, I guess you could call it that. Don't worry Tammy, I would be more than happy to spend a night partying with your husband."

"April, you are delightfully direct."

"I had some old friends who taught me that."

"I'll be getting home from London a week from Thursday, could you get together with Mitchell on Monday or Tuesday?"

"Let's plan on Tuesday."

"Thank you April, I'll tell Mitchell."

"Tammy when do you and Franklin want to come over for dinner?"

"Can I get back to you about that? Franklin has a wife. His schedule can be just a bit difficult to manage."

"Why don't you call me when you get back from London."

"Thank you, I would appreciate that."

"Tammy, I'm glad you called."

"I am to April, I hope we can become friends."

"So do I."

I turned off the telephone. 

When I set it down Mark asked me, "Who was that?"

"That was Mitch's wife, Tammy."

"Really? What did she have to say?"

"We talked about a lot of things, but all you really need to know is that Thursday night I'll be going back to Baxter's." 

Mark smiled at me. "That's exciting."

On Thursday afternoon I had three parent conferences after school. The last one didn't start until 5:30. By the time I got home, it was nearly 7:00. 

Mark was waiting for me when I walked in the front door. He knew I was going to be late.

My husband quickly bathed me and shaved my legs and my pussy. After he was done I applied my makeup while he fixed me a light snack. I ate while he ironed my blouse. I was dressed and ready to go by 8:00.

Once we were in the car and on our way to Baxter's, Mark turned to me. "Are you excited about tonight?" 

"Yes, very much." I paused for a moment. "I hope Brenda and Maddie are there tonight."

Mark looked at me. 

I suddenly realized that after my first trip to Baxter's I was so excited about meeting Mitch that I'd neglected to tell Mark about Brenda and Maddie.

I laughed. "Sorry, I guess I forgot to tell you about them." I stopped for a moment to collect my thoughts. "I met Brenda and Maddie during my last visit to Baxter's. I had dinner with them. While we ate they were kind enough to fill me in on how the night club works."

Mark kept his eyes on the highway as he asked, "Did they hook up with men and go out to the parking lot?"

I smiled. "Oh yes, in fact when Mitch and I were walking out to his car I saw Brenda giving her guy a blow job in the back seat of a Lincoln."

"What makes you think they'll be there tonight?"

"They told me they go to Baxter's every Thursday night. They invited me to join them last Thursday, but of course that was the night I spent with Mitch."

Mark smiled at me. "I hope they're there. It must make it more fun to have someone to visit with while you're looking for a playmate."

I nodded, "Yes, it really does."

For a moment we rode in silence and then I said, "When I was leaving Baxter's two weeks ago Brenda said something that made me very curious."

"What was that?"

"You must remember that I looked pretty ragged after Mitch got done fucking me in his car."

Mark laughed. "When I picked you up that night, you looked like you'd just finished partying with the entire crew of an aircraft carrier that had just returned from a six month cruise."

I giggled. "What a wonderfully exciting thought."

Mark shook his head and rolled his eyes and then he asked, "So what did Brenda say?"

"When she saw how disheveled I looked, she asked me if I was actually going to meet you looking like that."

"I can understand that question."

"I nodded and then I continued. "When I said yes and explained that you knew exactly what I was doing at Baxter's, she told me that we had to talk."

"Really?"

"Yes, I think she knows a lot about the cuckold lifestyle."

We went around a curve. The large neon sign advertising Baxter's was just ahead. Mark slowed down, turned into the driveway, pulled up to the front door and stopped.

Jerry the doorman opened my car door. "Good evening, welcome to Baxter's."

I leaned over and kissed Mark on the cheek. As I got out of the car I said, "I call you when I'm ready to come home."

Mark smiled at me. "I'll be waiting."

I grinned and said, "Tip the man cuckboy"

Mark was opening his wallet as I went inside.

Phil, the maitre d greeted me as I entered the restaurant. "Good evening madam, may I show you to a table?"

I looked at him. "I'm hoping to join two friends." I paused, "Are Brenda and Maddie here?"

Phil smiled. "Of course they are, it's Thursday night. May I show you to their table?"

"Phil, they're not really expecting me. Would you mind if I went in by myself?"

"Not at all."

I walked into the dining room and looked around. I spotted Maddie and Brenda right away. 

They were sitting with two very attractive women about my age. Two men were also seated at their table.

I stared at the men for a moment. They weren't your usual Baxter's material. Both of them were small, slightly built, rather effeminate looking pansies. As I inspected them I noticed that they were wearing remarkably feminine clothing. One of them was actually wearing a pink golf shirt with little yellow daisies all over it.

Maddie suddenly noticed me and waved, "Hi April, please join us."

As I approached the table the two gentlemen stood up. 

Brenda smiled at me. "April I'd like you to meet our friends, Sandra Monroe and Julie Gordon." She turned to the two women. "Sandra and Julie, this is April Hansen."

Both of them graciously smiled at me. 

Sandra said, "Hi April it's nice to meet you." She turned to the gentleman in the flowered golf shirt. "Speedy, fetch Ms. Hansen a chair."

As Speedy was getting my chair Maddie said, "The boy getting your chair belongs to Sandra and Julie. The other wimp is called Quickspurt, he belongs to Brenda."

As soon as I sat down Sandra nodded to Speedy and Quickspurt and said, "Boys you may sit."

After they were seated I looked at everyone and asked, "Are Speedy and Quickspurt cuckold slaves?"

All six of them stared at me, no one said a word. Finally Sandra spoke, "Yes they are." She paused, "April you seem to be quite familiar with the concept."

I laughed. "I should be, I also have one. He just dropped me off."

Sandra raised her eyebrows, "Really? I think the five of us may have quite a lot in common."

"I'm Dr. Richard Norman. If you follow Goodhusband's stories, you know me as Ricky. It's been a long time since April started telling her tale. GH thought it might be appropriate for me to remind you that everyone has been sitting in the parlor at Brenda, Maddie and April's house listening to April while she told this story."

It was 3:00 am, we were all tired, but no one was ready to go to bed.

April looked around the parlor. "All of you are very familiar with the rest of my story. Most of you were at Baxter's that night." 

She laid her head on Mark's shoulder and closed her eyes. It was obvious that she was physically and emotionally exhausted.

For a moment everyone in the room was silent. 

Finally Brenda looked at April. "Why haven't you ever told us this before?"

Mark kissed April on her cheek and said, "Can I try to answer this for you?"

April nodded; "Yes please, I'd like that very much."

Mark looked at all of us. "The deaths of April's father, Ponce and Danny along with the abandonment by her mother were all very traumatic events for April. She has coped with this trauma by compartmentalizing her life. This allowed her to keep the pain she felt locked up inside her while she tried to go on living."

Mark thought for a moment. "She now has two wonderful support groups." He looked around. "All of you make up one of the two groups. I think your group represents the present and the future for April. Helen, Lorraine, Jessica and Morris make up the other group. They represent her past. Until tonight, she has been careful to keep these two groups separated."

Mark smiled, "The one obvious exception to all of this was Jamal. I was nervous when he became part of this group, but he's always been very respectful of April's past."

Sandra looked at Mark, "So why did she finally decide to tell us her story?"

Mark laughed. "For the same reason that PW could tell us his story. You're a wonderful loving group of people." He paused, "When everyone started to tell their stories last night, April realized that this was her chance to tell all of you about this part of her life. I think she's wanted to tell you this story for a long time, but didn't know how to go about doing it." He smiled, "It's not exactly dinner time conversation."

Julie grinned at everyone. "Okay, now we know the story; when do we get to meet Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris? They sound like our kind of people."

April sat up. There was a big smile on her face. "They're wonderful people and they desperately want to meet all of you." She took a deep breath. "How about a dinner party here next week."

Everyone thought that was a wonderful idea.

Julie looked at April, "Why don't you call and invite them. I'd eventually like to have a date night with them, but I think the first time we meet them it should be a family night.

April nodded, "I agree." She turned to Stevie. "Would you let Lorraine help you prepare the dinner?"

Stevie smiled, "I'd be honored."

Sandra looked at April. "I'm not sure this is the right moment to ask, but I really do want to know."

April turned to her. "Go ahead Sandra; you're my friend, you can ask me anything."

"Do you still know Big Reggie Diamond?"

April shrugged. "The last time I talked to him was just after Ponce and Danny died; but I'm sure he still remembers me, why?" 

"I want to try dancing at the Black Knight."

Julie jumped up. "So do I!"

April grinned at them. "I'll call him, I know that Mark would love to have a chance to see me dance."

"This isn't fair."

We all turned. It was Brenda.

Julie said, "What's the matter Bren?"

"I want to dance there to and I can't."

Sandra looked at her. "Why not? I'm sure Bobby wouldn't mind."

"Didn't you listen to April's story? I'm over thirty."

Maddie stood up, "Hey that means that Roxanne and I can't dance there either. I agree with Bren, it's not fair."

Stevie put up his hand. "Everyone slow down. If you girls really want to dance at the Black Knight, I am sure we can make the necessary arrangements so that all of you can get to do it."

Brenda looked at Stevie, "How are you going to do that?"

Stevie laughed. "Well, if we have to we'll open our own strip club." He paused, "But Big Reggie sounds like a good businessman to me. I suspect that if we offer enough money we can get him to change his rules for one night."

Sandra hugged her husband. "You are the smartest man in the entire world." She rubbed his crotch, "Later tonight, I want to talk more about opening up our own strip club."

Julie rolled her eyes. "Stevie now you've gotten her going. Heaven only knows where this is going to end."

I started to giggle.

Julie turned and looked at me. "What are you laughing about Footboy." She grinned, "Does the idea of being married to a stripper get you excited."

All I could do was nod.

Suddenly we heard some muffled sobs. We all turned, Roxanne was crying, PW was trying to comfort her.

Brenda walked over and sat on the edge of their love seat. "Baby, what's the matter?"

Roxanne shook her head, "I just feel so bad for April. Ponce and Danny sounded like wonderful men."

April smiled at Roxanne. "Roxie you're right, they were wonderful men and I miss them so much." She sighed, "There are nights when I still cry myself to sleep." She stopped, "But these days, I'm starting to think more and more about how lucky I've been."

We all looked at her. 

Sandra asked, "What do you mean?"

"For some reason Ponce and Danny were taken from me. Maybe it was just random chance." She smiled, "But random chance also brought me Helen, Lorraine, Jessica, Morris, Mark Peters and all of you. I'm a very lucky woman."

We all sat in complete silence for a moment. I think we were appreciating just how lucky we all were to have found each other.

Finally Brenda stood up, "Come on Bobby it's bed time."

There was a low murmur as all of us agreed that it was time to end the evening.

Sandra, Julie, Roxanne, Stevie, PW and I all walked back to our house together. We were tired. As soon as we were home we all got ready for bed.

This ends April's Story. I don't know if we will ever get to come back and tell you more stories; that's up to up to GH. I do know that all of us hope we get to come back. Our lives are filled with adventures and we would love to tell you about every one of them. 

"Ricky honey don't forget to tell them about the other stories." I turned, it was Julie. Roxanne and Sandra were right behind her.

Sandra grinned at me. "Those stories aren't about us, but they're still fun."

Roxie nodded. "My favorite is "The Party" and GH promised me he would post that next."

"I don't know what I'd ever do without the help of the three of you."

My wife patted my butt and said, "And don't you ever forget that Footboy. Now it's time for you to say good night to these wonderful people and get your cute little bottom into bed. Sandra, Roxie and I want to play tickle the cucks before we go to sleep." 

"I guess I have to go. I look forward to seeing all of you again, but for the time being I reluctantly have to say goodbye."

"I'm Dr. Richard Norman, but if we do get together for more stories, you can call me Ricky."